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sapphyre - ad astra lyrics

lead you to my bed, like a hoe and get yo’ d+ck on hard
hit my b+tt and bust a nut, i charge you like a credit card
indigo in the house, can i get with ya’ please
when i see that ass, all i want is just cheeze
sportin’ fresh, guess you got the ”knock er’ in the head” figure
say you want my number, you just another gold digger
collectin’ from yo’ b+tch, or your “sl+t,” if you got the nerve
n+ggas charging hoes, deem them worn, sit em’ down to serve
n+ggas with the clout, ain’t no doubt, you can leave me out
cause’ them numbers to your bank account is what i be about
bearin’ heist, smellin’ good, boutta’ make me fall in love
sidekick in the phase, from that cheeze is what i’m thinkin’ of
[bridge]

charge one of you busta boys as soon as you come on a scene
planing every chance that i get when you shot you’re brain
take me out to dinner boy there better not be making eaze
cuz i’m a type of girl that likes some vine with some apple bees
take me to the mall mate, take me to the movies n+gga
don’t try to be play that hard type f+cking with gold digger
empty out you’re pockets all you’re cheeze can’t go “witama”
do it quick, do it fast, all i see is dollar signs
smoking out a n+gga with some cheeze and “they be a fo”
get me something trick cuz i ain’t scared to spend you’re money ho
pull me out a credit card going to you’re bank account
quickly as i take you’re sh+t, i can keep ma pockets out

- sapphyre lyrics

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