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ray vaughn - navigate lyrics

[verse 1]
hit her once, she fell in love with a shooter
i’m a mess around and f+ck in the uber
lie to her ’cause she know that the truth hurts
want anything, you gotta f+ck the crew first
30 on me when i’m slidin’ through the 60s
if you starin’ it could escalate quickly
that’s your b+tch on my d+ck, better sip tea
let her pass or we’ll turn you into history
trap out if you ten feet, we gon’ put you six feet
we don’t f+ck with dijonays, leave that sh+t to sticky
give them hoes a run around, leave them all so dizzy
she text me she miss mе, text her back i’m busy
made a movе on her, had to make a move on her
tropicana, i’m just drippin’ all this juice on her
want this cucumber, but girl you a newcomer
my relationship goal is the blue hunnids
d+mn, i just wanna ball
you end up talkin’ to yourself, you got a monologue
don’t try me ’cause you know i’m sharper than a tomahawk
i put my login when we bounce first then i’m logging off
yeah baby, check the catalog
i think i get too much p+ssy, i been cattin’ off
when i say that, she gon’ fight me like we cats and dogs
don’t act like you ain’t just f+ck with more than half the squad
[pre+chorus]
i cannot be pressed, i turn her to my ex and
in a sec i just turn on gps, ’cause

[chorus]
i just make my move, yeah i navigate
hit it once and i evaporate
i don’t wanna talk, no elaborate
i just want some mind then i graduate
yeah, bad b+tches, we collaborate
then i make my move, i just navigate
i don’t break your heart, i assassinate it
then i make my move, i just navigate

[verse 2]
shawty say she never f+ck with jamaicans
never make a move on that navigation
only want me ’cause the dreams i been chasin’
but only thing i chase is green like i’m ‘lated
ooh no, that’s my favorite, i ain’t with that bae sh+t
b+tches are like songs and i add ’em to my playlist
i don’t store their numbers in my phone, they be nameless
it’s finna be a breeze servin’ hoes, haha davis
yeah, big bag big bag big bag
young n+gga runnin’ up a big bag
f+ck around, had to send your b+tch back
screamin’, “f+ck you,” i did that
lie to you, i did that
f+ck the whole crew, you did that
my bad, servin’ up mishaps
can’t get attached, we mismatched
[pre+chorus]
i cannot be pressed, i turn her to my ex, yeah
in a sec i just turn on gps, ’cause

[outro]
yeah yeah yeah

- ray vaughn lyrics

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