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anve - high standards lyrics

[hook:]
b-tch i got high standards, b-tch i got high standards
high standards
b-tch i got high standards, b-tch i got high standards
high standards
b-tch i got high standards, b-tch i got high standards
high standards
b-tch i got high standards, b-tch i got high standards

[verse 1:]
never paid for a stripper. she given head, i don’t tip her
drippin’ sauce when i get up
drippin’ sauce when i get down. she wanna come with her friend now
was a 9, bet i’m a 10 now. she wanna be my friend now?
claim you know the city but don’t know the town
north side n-gga, speaking dirty, everybody say i’m profound. neighbors said turn the music down
n-ggas act i don’t know what i would do without em
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t but like i ain’t hear a lot about em
say she got that exclusive sh-t, b-tch i already got em
n-ggas say they got hoes, check his iphone now you see why he came thru without em

[verse 2:]
we can take it to the motel or the hotel, you don’t tell, we don’t tell
you can hit my cell, soon as i hear that (ding) i’m getting up like saved by the bell
you not new to this, girl i could tell
what my n-ggas got you can smell
don’t get hooked on me, when the is night over, it’s farewell
don’t ask who did it, cause i will never not tell
just worry about yourself, i came in by myself, no i don’t need no help
took his b-tch, now he trippin’, its like ohh well
n-ggas say they go’n do sh-t, but never out in the field
you said it was out of reach, i just lean back like odell
see, i’m the last n-gga that’s real
don’t test me cause i really will
when you see me don’t expect no hand shake, we ain’t sign no deal
you can get the f-ck outta here
no i don’t want to hear, no i don’t want to listen
every time they hit me up, i just act like i’m not here
think that imma trip over a b-tch? never that
i swear, my ex b-tch pray that i text her back

[verse 3:]
i seen them n-ggas talkin’ bout me, they the ones that like to @ me
they said some thanks for the follow back, i’m really bout to take my follow back
all them n-ggas look the same, i can’t follow that
he don’t like me, i’d feel the same if i drove that camry
little -ss car he took it to the mini grand prix
i don’t think he know who he dealing with, b-tch i’m anve
i got high standards and it’s highkey
kamikaze or don’t talk to me
folding b-tches up, origami
feelin’ wavy, like i’m fresh from hawaii
she got too close to me i told that b-tch,”don’t bother me.”
can’t let them get in the way of my modesty
she keep talking me
i’m really bout to block her if she send another selfie
she keep talking to me, but i like her best friend, what’s her name? i think it’s chelsea? i don’t know

- anve lyrics

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