Lyrics
Rubbers on me I'm a genie
Said that he like my bikini
Shakin' my ass I give him a dance and disappear like I'm Houdini
I like an eloquent man
Yeah fuck all your slang
Just don't ever call me beanie
Tell me when u wanna see me
Don't put it all on your media
Yeah
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Don't call me, don't call me
If you ain't got Cartier bangles for me
Don't call me don't call me
If you got a scandal, not Gaultier
Don't get it twisted I ain't scared to make an apology
I don't want none of the drama just get me a private jet yeah
I need a private jet yeah
I need a private jet
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He want me private
Feeling on me cos he like it
Jealous fiend on that type shit
Texting me cos he said gon' wife it
He want Margiela but I jet to Westwood
Cos he got that good good
Unfollow bitches on instagram cos I tell him
He should should
Ohhhh
U ain't ever seen the ocean
Pussy sweet its a potion boy
Ohhh
Wipe me down with that lotion
U gon' be feeling this motion
Boy there lookin' appealing
Why you staring at the ceiling?
Try and tell him to come over
What are u doing this evening?
If you ain't busy come over
Ima give you a new feeling
Ima give you all my water
Ima have you aquafiendin
Diamanda T, Lola G
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