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RHS Mare - Finest Kind Lyrics



RHS Mare - Finest Kind Lyrics




She want Dior and she want the finest type She want the finest kind
She keep telling me this and that
She wants whatever she finds
She want to chill with me, yeah
She wanna be in the sky
Off the weed shorty high as a kite
She gon' leave by the end of the night
Ayy, she gone

She nowhere to be found I just hope that she's safe and sound
Know I just wanna take you down And I'm not tryna take you out
Does your man, know that you be calling on me
Cause he a goofy, he a clown
She gon' pull up while I got designer on me
I'm up, so they feelin' me now
I started this, I won't let dem boys take it
Come to my crib, baby girl and get naked
Bow, he talkin' down, I'ma bake him
Bow, we finna strip him like bacon
I'm finna win cause I'm one of the greatest
One day, I'ma thank God I made it
Hop in the foreign, pull up in the latest
She gon' pull up on me, know I'm patiently waiting

She want Dior and she want the finest type She want the finest kind
She keep telling me this and that
She wants whatever she finds
She want to chill with me, yeah
She wanna be in the sky
Off the weed shorty high as a kite
She gon' leave by the end of the night
Ayy, she gone
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She want Dior and she want the finest type She want the finest kind
She keep telling me this and that
She wants whatever she finds
She want to chill with me, yeah
She wanna be in the sky
Off the weed shorty high as a kite
She gon' leave by the end of the night
Ayy, she gone

She nowhere to be found I just hope that she's safe and sound
Know I just wanna take you down And I'm not tryna take you out
Does your man, know that you be calling on me
Cause he a goofy, he a clown
She gon' pull up while I got designer on me
I'm up, so they feelin' me now
I started this, I won't let dem boys take it
Come to my crib, baby girl and get naked
Bow, he talkin' down, I'ma bake him
Bow, we finna strip him like bacon
I'm finna win cause I'm one of the greatest
One day, I'ma thank God I made it
Hop in the foreign, pull up in the latest
She gon' pull up on me, know I'm patiently waiting

She want Dior and she want the finest type She want the finest kind
She keep telling me this and that
She wants whatever she finds
She want to chill with me, yeah
She wanna be in the sky
Off the weed shorty high as a kite
She gon' leave by the end of the night
Ayy, she gone
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Performed By: RHS Mare
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: RHS Mare
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