RIRI
Notorious Jee
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Slip-in slide baby who you smilin' at She got her eyes like imma Gucci bag Feels like she wanted me That's why she pimpin' at she gonna make it fast Oooh she down bad Her eyes are like a diamonds She Got that body outta my zone But she wanted me in the zone She hoped wit me in the Cadillac like a pro She pull-out her black top waving it wit the flow She runnin' it on the highway She ain't going no low way That's how she talk She going bad on the way Pimp swag, pimp talk I be pimpin' yo Fake bitches ain't got no muscle that's why slippin' yo That's why they creepin' yo That's why they slickin' yo Fake love on their face that's why they lyin' yo She givin' me her attention like a lover Sending me the right signals that's why she on my covers She gonna be my lover Jag te jag te tujhe dekhu apne sapne mae Raat mere haseen fir bhi khoya tere sapne mae Dil tuta mera jese nagme mile afim mae Khoya tere baaho mae jese doob raha mae samundar mai Kehne wale toh dekho bahot kuch kehte Dil mae unke shikwe, kharab unke mansube thi Behaik gayi thi tum lekin jana mae ne ak pahele mae Dil tuta mera jese nagme mile afim mae Baaten vo tere jo mere dil ko thi chute Raas lela karne mae Haan kabhi nahi thi chuke Dil ka waad dey ke chaen legayi Behate ganga dekh nahi ke saare waad bhul gayi She want me to love her that it should look pretty fancy Givenchy, Loui V making it really fancy La Ferrari, rolls Royce is the only thing she asking When I was in school I was not much of a playa I got my eyes on this pretty girl she going pricy on hair She got her voice like Lana De Rey When she calls out my name I get some butterflies in my brain YEAH My heart starting to race I can't Get a hold to it She wearin them tight jeans Her ass is goin off the gird Put her money on that body She coverin' it with Louis Vuitton She ain't got no only fans that's why she be working really hard Her mama is Mexican and her father from Jamaica She ain't Trippin' for Hennessy She got a bottle of tequila She came out from the bottom She put her self-respect on top She ain't playing no games that's why she ballin on the top Makhmal ke chadar mae vo lipte jese zulfiqari Don't wanna touch her cause she precious like a Emirati She burning like a flame She tipsy on her strain She gotta sensation she clutchin' on it Dropping that sunshine Then let me take to light Don't be so shy Stop hiding from light You deserve a better place that only you can take Don't f*ck with bad things cause you in a better place Cause you in better place Cause you in better, better, better, better, better Talk to straight, Come to me babe Don't play no games cause I already strain Eyes burning ashes dripping on the floor Her Temptations burning She want some sex on my roof Desires got no limits She crying out for more Desperation on her head She be going crazy for passion fruit Flying back to London for my majesty She call me her secret lover She likes to fantasia me Expensive merchandise she like to wear She be calling Miuccia Prada For her prada luxury Luxury on her mind and she be planning on for more Six figure every year she be makin' it on to top She like a rich mother fucker who got his money of his own Notorious Jee
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