310degrees

GotDamnitDupri

Yeah, they can call us what they want
But they can't call us broke
Call me Mr. Take-Your-what? Mr. Take-Your-

I change - like I change clothes
I pop hot -, my room feelin' like a stove
I'm fly as -, hit my dance on a -
She a real freak, no hands on the -
You could call it what you want, but I'ma call it what it is
310 degrees, I'm the voice of the kids

Said she only want me, -, what you mean?
I know how she rock, she'll - the whole team
Shake her - like, huh? She got it movin' through the jeans
Talkin' cash, I got a lot, I'm finna buy BTC
Wanna come to 310, yeah, that - TTG
Take a T-H-O-T, then give her BBC
Like what? Like, huh? She want a - like me
Her - move dumb, and she do that - with ease

Like, huh? Go stupid, stupid
Off the drank, -, let me see you move it
I know she tryna -, she textin' me, "What you doin'?"
Your - choosin', ballin' like I'm hoopin'

Yeah, they can call us what they want
But they can't call us broke
Call me Mr. Take-Your-what? Mr. Take-Your-



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Writer(s): Regis Bell, Kameron Milner
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