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Jazz Cartier

History

 

History

(album: The Fleur Print - 2021)


Mm-hm, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah
Aziz
Trooper-ed, trooper-ed
I'm going stupid, yeah
I swear

New wrists, my bezel glistening
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Sacked up, but this shit get different
Big dog, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history

Hey, hey, huh, but please don't tempt me
One neck kiss, gotta wet through the Fenty
Wanna parlay like a nigga know Desi
Friends wanna fuck, now I'm caught in a frenzy
Mind been gone and the drugs ain't helping
Love my hoes, I'm selfish
Just FaceTime, don't text me, yeah
Count my dimes how I count my blessings
Niggas know me and the hoes do too now
Gotta show green if you wanting me to move now
This ain't no Fashion Nova, this Bottega Veneta
Call the driver when I pull up to get out
I got some bigger money with some bigger vendettas
See through dress, I just can't help it
If I kiss you, best not tell it
Ice your body down, it's melting
Pussy fetish, pussy wet
Couldn't wait to the crib, wanna fuck in traffic
Don't press record 'cause it might get graphic
Touch it, bring it, baby, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it

New wrists, my bezel glistening
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Sacked up, but this shit get different
Big dog, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history
New wrists, my bezel glistening
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Sacked up, but this shit get different
Big dog, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history

New wrists, my bezel glistening
Just slid through the district, okay
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right
Covered in flaws, my vision is flawed, yeah
I'm addicted to broads and going abroad, uh
I'm waving my wand, don't want no applaud
I'm praying to Gods and praying to God
She sending me cars, we fucking in cars
Need the affect to pull on the cards
We met in a bar, she took off her bra
I'm from fucking afar and ducking the cost
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right
Yeah, you right, yeah, you right, yeah, you right

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