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Woah woah ahh yeah
Huh woah oh oh yeah
Ukiyo Rei bitch
Ukiyo Rei bitch
Ukiyo Rei
She ask why you ignoring?
Don't really like talking
Working til the morning
New things I'm exploring
Ain't slept in a min
Sleeping pills it got me snoring
Dripping like a sink
All these clothes it do the talking
I just wanna know
When shit get really deep
Will you be here tomorrow
Ain't seen you in a week
So you blow up my phone
You stalking like a creep
But is it all for show?
All for show now?
Taking my time but I ain't slowing down
Wet between her legs I'm gon drown
Counting new figures new bank account
Used to get grams now it's all pounds
That boy his music so trash
Heard his new mixtape that shit got an old sound
Do not tell me to relax
Still remember when I used to have no amount
Talking to me u get nada, ay
I got the sauce like salsa
She a eater like piranha
Fuckin that bitch, I smack her no pinata
All these pussy boys they don't understand me
Call up my twin I treat him just like family
Whipping the pot better than Gordon Ramsey
From eating noodles to lobster, no larry
Ay leggo
Hooah-Huh
Hua-Huh Uh Uh Huh
Woah woah-oh oh
Bitch!



Credits
Writer(s): Reimon Rei
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