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Hard 4 Me
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Yeah Radio Killa Radio right, right, right Let you breathe, let you breathe, let you breathe Let you breathe, let you breathe, let you breathe Shorty hit me when you get off Come straight here and take your sh*t off Get on this train and don't you stop don't get off Of this, until You f**king c*m hard for me You call out to your God for me Break you down 'til you confide in me As I give it to you nice and deep Uh, I wanna wake up to your perfume in my bed, oh yeah Then when you're leave here, girl, I'm all that's in your head Sincerely, yours And you were so good, so good I need that sh*t back, ah, yeah (I need that sh*t back) Now you done missed your nine to give But I'm back inside, wrapped up in your legs And I know, I know, you gotta go Even if you ain't gotta go, you gotta go You don't want me to know That sh*t was bomb, ring the alarm Just walk it off, play it off Fake texting, small talk Left twenty minutes ago Still sitting outside in the car Shorty hit me when you get off (Get off) Come straight here and take your sh*t off (Take your sh*t off) Get on this train and don't you stop, don't get off (Don't get off) Of this, until, huh You f**king c*m hard for me You call out to your God for me Break you down 'til you confide in me As I give it to you nice and deep Hit me on the phone today and say, "Can we make this fast?", oh yeah Baby, quick or long, I'm still gonna make it last, oh yeah She says it's too good, that makes it all bad She just got back in school, working on her graduate She focused as f**k, ain't having that But then she climbs right back to me Tryna sex up another hundred degree The way she's f**king me She should have a degree by now She say that D got her 3 semesters behind She say that D got her 3 semesters behind Shorty hit me when you get off Come straight here and take your sh*t off Get on this train and don't you stop, don't get off Of this, until You f**king c*m hard for me You call out to your God for me Break you down 'til you confide in me As I give it to you nice and deep And I know, I know, you gotta go Even if you ain't gotta go, you gotta go You don't want me to know That sh*t was bomb, ring the alarm Just walk it off, play it off Fake texting, small talk Left twenty minutes ago Still sitting outside in the car, ah
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