Dime Bag
Tre Nash
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(Boy I know, that we could be more Than just friends, but your scared Boy I know, that we could be more Than just friends, but your scared) 8 AM riding on the highway, yeah the windows tinted Young successful nigga, sick boy, ima need a clinic Cute, light broad, go by Kaay, she vanilla scented Love is in the air, goes both ways like we playing tennis Honey blond hair, red-bone, pants mighty fitted Tell her that i love her, said it back, sounded like it's scripted But it isn't, because she meant it, I'm addicted, wait a minute Lost my cool for a sec, I'm a simp, I'll admit it Downtown Dallas, lights beaming, looking hella pretty Look you in your eyes, head spinning, getting hella dizzy Look you up and down, getting chills, getting hella chilly Your body a country, I'm just trying to find the inner cities Yellow flowers, tall grass Yellow skin, fat ass Brown eyes, first class Get me high, dime bag Yellow flowers, tall grass Yellow skin, fat ass Brown eyes, first class Get me high, dime bag
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