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Oh boy
Uh, whaa
Uh, whaa
Uh, whaa
Uh, whaa
Uh, whaa
Uh

She like cocaine
That Girl on fire, she like propane
Don't want no ties, don't got no man
Don't got no time for no slow dance
She work that body like Oh Damn
I'm a work that body like Conan
The type that fuck up your whole plans
Cause she got a nigga stressing on it

Maxing out my credit cards
Spending all my money on her
Never thought it'd get this far
I can't even front I'm Caught up
But I can't let her know
I can't let her know
Damn she got a hold
Feel it in my bones

Oh no

Uh, UH

I know I know I know (I know I know)
I know I know I know (I know I know)
I know I know I know (Yeah yeah yeah)

Uh

She got that freak'em dress on, what the fuck? (What the... oooooh)
She know what she doing (Yeah she know what she doing)
Bout to be my future Baby Mama
Hope it's worth all of this credit karma

Maxing out my credit cards
Spending all my money on her
Never thought it'd get this far
I can't even front I'm Caught up
But I can't let her know (Oh yeah)
I can't let her know (Oh yeah)
Damn she got a hold (Oh yeah)
Feel it in my bones (Oh yeah)

Oh no

Uh!

I know I know I know (I know I know)
I know I know I know (I know I know)
I know I know I know (Yeah yeah yeah)

Maxing out my credit cards
Spending all my money on her
Never thought it'd get this far
I can't even front I'm Caught up
But I can't let her know (Oh yeah)
I can't let her know (Oh yeah)
Damn she got a hold (Oh yeah)
Feel it in my bones

Oh no

I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Franklyn Mendes, Raleigh S Dunn, Ciaus M. Simmons
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