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bure - inna circle lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah
aight
y’all already know ian robert on the beat!

[chorus]
baby gon’ bounce that -ss in a circle
throw that sh-t around, don’t be too careful
you know booty got me geeking like i’m urkel
i know you wanna sip of this drank purple
baby gon’ bounce that -ss in a circle
throw that sh-t around, don’t be too careful
you know booty got me geeking like i’m urkel
i know you wanna sip of this drank purple

[verse 1]
yeah, purple like your dress, girl
i got it dripping like an s-curl
best whirl, you know i can give you the best world
tryna marry that, all you gotta say is “yes”, girl
that booty done p-ssed the test
and girl, you know that i am the special guest
and that -ss so illegal, girl, you under arrest
play no games with me girl, i ain’t come here to jest
look, i want that kitty like a feline
i just wanna press rewind
you know all these fellas in the club
you know they only want you for your behind

[pre-chorus 1]
now, i want you for that and then some
you know i’m handsome, taking that -ss for ransom
my kingdom awaits, i’ma get the keyblade to your heart
shawty be acting like i be f-cking with ansem
girl, you so bad and you know it
girl, you so bad it make you wanna show it
my bank account, i’ll throw it
speed it up girl, just don’t slow it

[verse 2]
throw it back like it’s thursday
i come through in the clutch, it’s in my dna
i’ma take you to the hideaway
who know what will happen, maybe make you my fiancée
just make it drop and jiggle
look back it, i know you see them ripples
let me just launch my missle
it’s a snack, the way it making me dribble
spitting on my lyrical griddle
you know i’m on my diaz, ’cause i be stuck in the middle
all these n-ggas on they flow, the way they biting to whistle
if they getting too close, just give them a dismissal

[pre-chorus 2]
hold my cup for a while
it’s common sense that i like your style
it’s my number you gotta dial if you want someone that’s gonna make you smile
all that fenty on your face
girl, i know you wanna taste of the real life
but i ain’t tryna to make you wife yet
ain’t no d-o double g, but i’m just tryna make you sweat

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