Just shake
Want a taste
Won't erase
Can't trace
White vase
Pure lace
She try tell me that she wanted us, how sick
You try cuff her, all you shootin' bricks, New York Knicks
My girl bad, we both steppin out with ricks
We stay posted at the spot, yuh, we takin flicks
I remember days we wanted us
A lost cause
Now she text me, sayin' she need a break
A long pause
Everything I said, I prayed for her, boy I did a lot
She try phone me, yeah, this late at night, she tell me something
All your methods, yeah, they out of date, Bernie Ecclestone
Ever need me, call my brother, yeah, on his telephone
Beggin' me for money so you can pay your hairdresser
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Just shake
Want a taste
Won't erase
Can't trace
White vase
Pure lace
She try tell me that she wanted us, how sick
You try cuff her, all you shootin' bricks, New York Knicks
My girl bad, we both steppin out with ricks
We stay posted at the spot, yuh, we takin flicks
I remember days we wanted us
A lost cause
Now she text me, sayin' she need a break
A long pause
Everything I said, I prayed for her, boy I did a lot
She try phone me, yeah, this late at night, she tell me something
All your methods, yeah, they out of date, Bernie Ecclestone
Ever need me, call my brother, yeah, on his telephone
Beggin' me for money so you can pay your hairdresser
Want a taste
Won't erase
Can't trace
White vase
Pure lace
She try tell me that she wanted us, how sick
You try cuff her, all you shootin' bricks, New York Knicks
My girl bad, we both steppin out with ricks
We stay posted at the spot, yuh, we takin flicks
I remember days we wanted us
A lost cause
Now she text me, sayin' she need a break
A long pause
Everything I said, I prayed for her, boy I did a lot
She try phone me, yeah, this late at night, she tell me something
All your methods, yeah, they out of date, Bernie Ecclestone
Ever need me, call my brother, yeah, on his telephone
Beggin' me for money so you can pay your hairdresser
Writer: Jonathan Wilson
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