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iso indies - it must be lyrics

[intro: boy, veronica, dillmatic]
[+laughter+]
woah, woah, woah, woah
what’s up, baby?
the name’s veronica
ooh! right, i likes that! [+laughter+]
great… now, i can die [+laughter+]
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, hold up, baby
now, i noticed you noticin’ me
so i just wanna put you on notice that i noticed you, too
one, two, two
[chorus: dillmatic]
i said it must be
the style i possess
all the gal+obsessed hit ’em with the quick finesse
and she knows i’m a playa, i’ma treat her well
ain’t no tellin’ where we goin’, only time can tell
i said it must be
the drink in my cup got me quite stuck
yo, let’s keep it on the hush
and i know she a flirt but she play thеm games
we both know what we doin’ but wе can’t explain, yeah+yeah

[verse 1: dillmatic]
girl, i can’t dance but you’ll meet me at the dance floor
after a couple drinks, we start wildin’ in a bath
start to blame it on the alcohol ’cause she a fox, no jamiee
carry yourself like a lady even off the bay leaves
plus she mad wavy, yo, honey, got the dip
said her favorite rapper jay+z, bumpin’ cds in the whip
now we both hazy, hot+boxin’ off the sh+t
no if, but’s or maybe’s, d+mn, she wild thick
keep a rubber just for safety
back to the crib, oh, and you know it’s all gravy
let my nut off, now a n+gga feelin’ lazy
you know after s+x, girls wanna act crazy
and it’s all good, it’s alright
she told me, “be cool, we only f+ckin’ for the night”
so i just play my part, no strings attached on this kite
i be gone by the am, gotta catch another flight (yeah, aight)
[chorus: dillmatic, conchezyout]
i said it must be
the style i possess
all the gal+obsessed hit ’em with the quick finesse
and she knows i’m a playa, i’ma treat her well
ain’t no tellin’ where we goin’, only time can tell
i said it must be
the drink in my cup got me quite stuck
yo, let’s keep it on the hush
and i know she a flirt but she play them games
we both know what we doin’ but we can’t explain, yeah+yeah (yeah, yeah+yeah)

[verse 2: conchezyout]
girl, i can’t front, i’ve been starrin’ at you mad hard
no, i ain’t famous and i do not own a black card
grew up in the hood playin’ ball in the backyard
lotta n+ggas p+ssy, they just imitate and act hard
me, i do the opposite, i’m humble and i’m mad calm
pull up to your crib in the baby+blue jaguar
grew up in the ’90s, she be listenin’ to gang starr
90 on the highway with her feet up on the dashboard
she was gettin’ l+sty, started givin’ me your handjob
tried to concentrate, but my d+ck was gettin’ mad hard
she was on her period, cot blocked by a tampon
grabbed her by her neck, pulled her down like a lanyard
forgot it was the first and i gotta pay my landlord
so i’m off the work, yeah, nyu langon
looked into the back and i seen a f+ckin’ black thong
no, it wasn’t hers and i’m like, yo
[chorus: dillmatic]
i said it must be
the style i possess
all the gal+obsessed hit ’em with the quick finesse
and she knows i’m a playa, i’ma treat her well
ain’t no tellin’ where we goin’, only time can tell
i said it must be
the drink in my cup got me quite stuck
yo, let’s keep it on the hush
and i know she a flirt but she play them games
we both know what we doin’ but we can’t explain, yeah+yeah

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