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Yeah, player, player
Player, player, uh

No panties with a skirt, att**ude, she don't flirt
Compliment her, she'll smirk, slim, fine, down to Earth
Swipe the card, she don't sweat it if they say it didn't work
Quickly whippin' out them racks from out her new Chanel purse
P-Pay attention, she the, she the business
Only one condition, you can't get in your feelings
Fallin' from the ceiling, shawty look at me with thirst
Gatorade, my diamonds water, I could quench your thirst

I know she's a bad lil' diva (Huh)
Lurks outside, she has no reason (Huh)
Take your cash and swipe your Visa
Strip club poppin', she naked for the evening (Huh)
New Chanel poppin', she got the latest season (Huh)
White on white, she sexy for the weekend
I know she's a bad lil' diva (Huh)
I know she's a bad lil' diva (Huh)
It's a set up (Huh), keep your head up
Shawty got her edges (Huh), she keep her hair done
Pull up in a wrecked whip (Huh), it's a red one
She don't do no friendships (Huh), she gon' take some
But she do the benefits (Huh) if she make some
Yeah, lil' shawty innocent (Huh) 'til she takes some
Beatin' down her ribcage (Huh) 'til he breaks some
Shawty in her own world (Huh), she in The Matrix

Ayy, she clean, reflectin' me, matching Js and Supreme
Got me starred as one of her favorites, she gon' answer every ring
Text message goin' "Bing", sippin' solo with her king
Tag team one of her homegirls with Maceo, Hazid
When she walkin' out in public, big ol' booty back and forth
That ain't nothin', you should see the way it wiggle in them shorts
Step inside the club, it look like she receivin' an award
N***as go to showin' off, ballers havin' bottle wars

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