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fize cash - perfect lyrics

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intro:
still wanna call your phone (phone
i feel all alone (lone)
still wanna call your phone (phooone)
i feel all alone 2x

hook:
i just hope just hope that she worth it (worth it)
my girl bad n she perfect (perfect)
ima cover ya body curtains (curtains)
divin in ya body and i’m surfin (surfin)
n she chasin a bag like its birkin 2x

verse
cover ya body curtains
divin in ya body and i’m surfin
n she chasin a bag like its birkin
i see that she blushing she nervous (cash
count up them racks like a nerd b-tch (racks)
my everything ima spend it on you
foreign cars i can rent em for you
brothers wit me n they bangin damu (mu)
red cars you would think i’m piru
shawty blessed n i ain’t say atchu
drippin sauce you would think i’m ragu
i fell in love gotta blame it on you
hit da mall i might f-ck it up
we da power couple they can’t f-ck wit us (ayee)
i need a check for my verse (my verse)
they gon go check for my verse (my verses)
hit da youtube go check for verses
buy her all her type of designer n purses (purses)
i kno she deserving dat birkin
shakin ya body i like how you work it (like how you work it)
hit da mall ima make her a purchase
never thought i found someone this perfect
i dive in ya body n i swim to the surface
do it again i think the neighbors they heard us

hook:
i just hope just hope that she worth it (worth it)
my girl bad n she perfect (perfect)
ima cover ya body curtains (curtains)
divin in ya body and i’m surfin (surfin)
n she chasin a bag like its birkin 2x

bridge: still wanna call your phone (pho-o-one)
i feel all alone(lo-o-one)
still wanna call your phone (pho-o-one)
i feel all alone (lo-o-one)

verse 2:
ayeeeee
count it up, count it up, count it up
went to da bank n my f-cked my accountant up
she seen them hundred n hundreds n thousands bruh
counted so much that she can’t even count it up
she got a fat -ss n it’s round asf
now i sit n laugh at the clowns who was clownin us
i was that kid that ppl said won’t amount to none
now i see bands n i look n i round it up
i pull up in them foreigns they know it’s me
sing to that b-tch n she mistake me jodeyssey
i keep it so real she f-ck wit dat
give her that wood she keep callin me lumberjack
even when we break up n she keep comin back
screaming my name fize cash she livin dat
i’m known for gettin cash ain’t no controlling me
my chain on subzero my watch 0 degrees



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