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FOUR SEASONS

de BIA

Uh, uh
Turn me up a lil
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh

You like these bitches for the wrong reasons
I fight demons, I left all mine at Four Seasons (At Four Seasons)
I changed the weather, I'll be gone till November
I crossed paths with rappers that be hard to remember (Hard to remember)
Athletes in my DM's, wish they baby mama see 'em
That's the type of money I pay in [?] (Girl, you should see 'em)
Do it look like I wear Gucci bags? (Never)
Do it look like I'm the type to make your exes and your groupie smack? (Haha)
Probably never fucked a bitch that had a bigger bag (Cash)
And by judgin' that off the bitches you already had (You)
If I learned one thing from my dad, is dependin' on a nigga have you goin' outside (Goin' outside)
Fool me once and that's a shame on you (Shame on you)
Fool me twice and I can never put that blame on you (Never)
I know they hate it when you run the game they ran on you
Talk to God 'fore you ever tatt' my name on you

Never been seen this yet
I dey here before my [?] mi neva see nuttin'
So if I dey see them [?], cah we neva nuttin'
[?] 'Bout everyting, locked up [?] everyting
Everyting, everyting, everyting
Everyting, everyting, everyting

I got everything that I wanted (Everyting)
I get, I get everything that I want (Everyting)
I got everything that I wanted (Everyting)
I get, I get everything that I want (Everyting)
I get, I get everything that I want (Everyting)
I get, I get everything that I want (Everyting)
I get, I get everything that I want (Everyting)
I get, I get everything that I want (Everyting)

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