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Yezzurd... I've got a story for y'all

Verse 1:
It's Sunday night I'm chilling on the sofa
I'm waiting for the right time to phone ya
Cuz I've got your phone number from a friend of mine
And tonight we're gonna chatter for the first time
Girl I've been watching for the past two weeks
And I've finally concluded you're not that kinda freak
Running after glory, money and Ferrari
Though you've got a big booty, nice body and you're sexy

Chorus:
Girl I'm gonna keep your phone number
I'll be making love on this phone number
And my heart's beating only for ya
I wanna be in bed with this phone number

 

Verse 2 (Curty):
Shawty hope you know me
It's Curty Tcheky's homey
Looking at you sexy mamy
On your booty, can write you a story
Still a girly, can make you my lady
If Tcheky reach to fuck
I’m just settle for a suck
Your pretty mouth, your ass, your smile,
Doing me that 69
Don’t be shy, shawty
(You can take us at the same time) x2
(So what nigga, that's my girl)

Verse 3:
Now that you've understand what's going on
You’ve gotta make a choice
(Cuz if it's not me), it's gotta be me baby
I can't wait no longer
Just give me the answer, let's make it together
I'm pretty sure,
You're not that kinda girl, stuckin' on dollars,
Tryna charm with ya curves
Baby, let's do it together,
No more lies, no more cries, no more dies,
(I’m just giving you a try)

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