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But now I need a chick that ride like Keisha off of Belly
Look so we when in the vert, I can drop it like it’s heavy
And we stay looking for trouble

as I press the button
I got wax and now I need a nail but I don't do construction

I bump my own music in this Buick watch me whip my bucket
Trippin off

bone used to do
Really show em how the repatoir then grew
I cant lie you nigga really fuckin with my vibe
Really pushin buttons man i wonder why you

and the skeletons
'Cause I hide 'em in my closet (Ah)
Already dead, Coraline, button eyes
Pulling needle and threads, ten versions of me
Putting thoughts in my head,

they love me
My belly real fat
Because I hit licks
And I'm breaking they back
No matter the season
You catch me
I'm rocking a fur
I wanna ball
Just

there must be more

Pushing it up
Pushing it down
I've turned into an elevator
Push my button see ya later 
Muscle over there and 
Hustle over here
But

button
Everytime wi dweet you a learn new sumn
Everytime wi dweet mi ah tell yuh seh mi love you
Know I got the sauce
Know i got the juice
Call mi when yuh

my neighborhood, now they paper good ain't paying me back
I know some niggas that's pushing my buttons, but I just said fuck em, can't get me react
I

Air Force 1's
Belly shirts tied up and our hair stay done
So where you from

[Fred]
Where they don't rock Air Force 1's
We hit the block out the spots

speak like right after that button
Now tell me something
Do you wanna ride?
In the passenger seat
Of my ol' school
I need some shit that I could roll too

and helping you open doors
And passenger in my Porsche, or in my lap on the porch
With our daughter inside your belly , as gardeners spread some mulch
With

Ayo Linkz I'm feeling lucky on this one
Straight out the dungeon you'll be feeling ya stock plummet
007 Mission scope and I drop something
Big belly

trust ya
Bitch i'll never love ya
Imma ghost and brush ya
Been known to push some buttons
Still i mash em till its over
This shit flawless
Lost my head i

Everybody’s getting gassed like its Boxing Day
Deep it I’m on the mic Fizza n Prynce
Fucking Hell I’m on the buttons like Max n Blay
Gotta get Big Remz back

the mince pies, filled up my belly
Drank so much beer, it made my breath smelly 
Wrapping the presents late by the tree, my love came down to kiss me 
She

with a smile I ain't beefing nigga get a cow
Beat the pussy she need a towel I was watching belly with no sound
It gets spooky where I'm from nigga
My

hits all the right buttons to give Irma a glimpse of paradise. 
Wanting to get Irma Alieva's off one last time, Zippy Kid gets up on his knees and rolls

have to hear all this motherfucker's lies, dun
Shouldn't be surprised, don't let me catch you unsupervised
Pushing every button, just remember, it's no

Meeting at the golf course celine button up cool
Put it in my hand i make it disappear im that smoove
Baby don't be tripping off them hoes you know i got

Ber foreign mi drive no keys
Push button in the car when  speed off
No clutch, just gas me a eaz off
Hand pon breast when  me a teaser her

And when wi

no love no

Problems always pointing at people pushing my buttons
Im puffin and yea im buzzin the answer with no discussion
Im banging with no

the button
Looks like the start of something

Oh Oh Oh
Pour it out and watch it grow
Oh Oh
It's about to overflow
Uh Oh
Trust as far as you can throw
Whoah

You got sociopath the Psycho path collateral after math
Come at you like a man that throws the rocket the buries the hands
That pushed the button

to the teat
I just roll over and show my soft belly meat
I've got time so trace the paths from my nerve endings
Where the fuck does this shit go? I've been