The Palm
Aitch
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La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la FaceTime, FaceTime, she comin' over, it's another late night Yo, my baby, she a baddie, got some hips like Shakira F*ck around, flew her to Jumeirah (la-la-la-la, Dubai) Told me she weren't tryna f*ck on the first night But, babe, you shoulda said it clearer, yeah (la-la-la-la, la-la) I'll be 45 minutes on the M way She told me, "Text me when you're nearer" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) When I land, you know she screamin' down the whole place Must be deaf if you can't hear her (ah) Double my age, you know she call me Baby Aitch But there ain't nothin' baby 'bout it when you look below the waist (whoa) Skinny brother, but I love me loads of cake And all the pussy I've been eatin' got me feeling overweight Nothin' but pinkies in my stack No bullets, just riddims in the MAC, yeah Louis duffel, tell 'em fill it up with cash No brothers, just women in the gaff (ah) Take time, take time You've made yours, I'm just tryna make mine (la-la-la-la) FaceTime, FaceTime, she comin' over, it's another late night Baby, pull your panties to the side Baby, pull your panties to the side, yeah (la-la-la-la) So freaky, you a baddie in disguise Took her home, she gettin' nasty in the ride Got the world in my palm, brought some girls to the Palm Try say they ain't down, but I'm certain they are With some loose white brothers, pullin' birds at the bar On a last minute ting, they call me Fergie, you know? Grab it and slap it, one baddie from Paris Back it out, she can't hack it, said I'm taller in person She ain't been Manny, so I told her, "Get packin'" Hit the mall with few bags and spend it all cause she worth it Pull up in a Benzo truck Come here closer, tell her friends don't look She wanna roll because she knows I'm from the 016 And she just want that ghetto love Nothin' but pinkies in my stack Won't whip it 'less its digi on the dash, yeah (s-s-s-s-skrrt) I swear the girl was so pretty in the face But on God, I hit it different from the back (ah) Take time, take time You've made yours, I'm just tryna make mine (la-la-la-la) FaceTime, FaceTime, she comin' over, it's another late night Baby, pull your panties to the side Baby, pull your panties to the side, yeah (la-la-la-la) So freaky, you a baddie in disguise Took her home, she gettin' nasty in the ride La-la-la-la Yo, my bad, I've literally just got off the flight from Dubai now Goin' to America I don't care, I hope you stay there, stay there That's not nice Well, it's not like I see you in this country anyway, so do you know what I mean? It's-, I thought you're goin' Australia as well, when is that? July 'Kay, well, whatever
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Written by: Harrison James Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones, Jacob Oliver Manson, Taras Slusarenko
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