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drake – way 2 sexy lyrics

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i’m too s+xy for my shirt
too s+xy for my shirt
so s+xy it hurts
i’m too s+xy for milan
too s+xy for milan
new york, and j+pan

yeah, woah, woah, woah
i’m too s+xy for this syrup
too s+xy for yo’ girl
too s+xy for this world
too s+xy for this ice
too s+xy for that jock, yeah, yeah
i’m too s+xy for this chain
too s+xy for your gang
too s+xy for this fame, yeah, yeah
i’m too s+xy for the trap
too s+xy for that cap
too s+xy for that jock, yeah, yeah

okay, alright, that’s fine, okay
i’m feelin’ too s+xy to your self requests
and i’m way too s+xy to go unprotected
and she popped the telsa, now she goin’ electric
okay, alright, that’s fine, okay
think we got s+xy for that metro housin’
diamond popped out, almost swallowed 60,000
section need more tings in here, i like it crowded
yeah, i like it crowded
oh, you like the boy, well tell me what you like about him
you a turnt up little thotty, ain’t no wife about it
i’ma f+ck her friends and send her back to metro housin’

yeah, woah, woah, woah
i’m too s+xy for this syrup
too s+xy for yo’ girl
too s+xy for this world
too s+xy for this ice
too s+xy for that jock, yeah, yeah
i’m too s+xy for this chain
too s+xy for your gang
too s+xy for this fame, yeah, yeah
i’m too s+xy for the trap
too s+xy for that cap
too s+xy for that jock, yeah, yeah

i pop out, get ghost on a b+tch, you don’t know where i went
pray for all my dogs and all my n+ggas behind the fence
drippin’ in and out spendin’ in this new designer gear by culture
pay attention to the detail goin’ two tone on a choker
young n+ggas always ready to murk sum’, call ’em some smokers
young n+ggas havin’ motion, make sure the car get
hit a 360 windmill when i left the scene
that’s that action, her best work on her knees
too s+xy for this cash
too s+xy for this syrup
too s+xy for these pills, i’m too s+xy for this
i get cash whenever i fly got b+tches s+xin’ on me
money, cars, and all this jewelry make a b+tch look s+xy
i get cash whenever i fly got b+tches s+xin’ on me

yeah, woah, woah, woah
i’m too s+xy for this syrup
too s+xy for yo’ girl
too s+xy for this world
too s+xy for this ice
too s+xy for that jock, yeah, yeah
i’m too s+xy for this chain
too s+xy for your gang
too s+xy for this fame, yeah, yeah
i’m too s+xy for the trap
too s+xy for that cap
too s+xy for that jock, yeah, yeah

too s+xy to count, fetty
my neck baguettes
red dot spaghetti
this paper, i shred it
i swindled, no sweatin’
i saw you, beggin’, godd+mn, you petty
i ain’t done spending
no pin b+tch, i spend it
bags in and out
my mans ain’t gon’ steal it
hunnid bags for her
make these young hoes wish they was rich
green gators, they look like a switch
giorgio, i spent 26 l!cks
i’m too s+xy
my neck, baguettes
molest me, caress me
i’ll let you, todayski
i been kickin’ sh+t, might need a prosthetic
i pray to the chopper under my pillow tooth fairy



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