Even Exchange Lyrics

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G4

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I ain't worried bout yo last

She ain't worried bout my past, bout my past

Gas by the bag

Champagne by the glass, by the glass

Celine she my queen

Perfect smile when she laugh

Give you real love & she gave it right back

I can Feel it when you next to me, when you next to me

She a real blessing

This is God given destiny, this is destiny

Yea I love ya style

From ya mind to your energy, to your energy

Walk it like you talk it

In them heels

Yea she blessing me

Sending all them late night pics

When she texting me, yea

Yea I want it right now

Have them panties drip'n

From the morning to sun down

Take you round my city

I can show you round mid town, round my city

Waiters pop bottles every time we sit down, player shit

Real life fuck the status, yea

Old bitches mad

When they know you got the baddest, got the baddest

it's Roll with the winners

Told you Niggas we established, winners

Sailing on them yacths

We can take it cross Atlantic, cross Atlantic

I ain't got no limit to devotion

This a habit, this a habit

She gon show me everything

It's ready when I need it

I ain't even gotta say a thing, I aint gotta say none

She can get what she want

Flyest on the scene, flyest on the scene

She gon let it be known that she rock wit me

I ain't worried bout yo last

She ain't worried bout my past, bout my past

Gas by the bag

Champagne by the glass, by the glass

Celine she my queen

Perfect smile when she laugh, when she laugh

Give you real love & she gave it right back, right back

Give you real love & she gave it right back, right back

G4

So let's focus on the future, yea

I ain't got no time for no lames on computers, uh uh

Niggas love these hoes

Cuz these hoes love choosing

My bitch know the deal

No discussion

No confusion, no confusion

When you know the truth

Ain't no living in illusions, uh uh

They stuck on that lame shit

Hating on the sideline stuck on the same shit, stuck on the same shit

My bitch outta town

For me taking them field trips, taking them field trips

We on the same game plan

Stack up and get rich, stack up and get rich

Just don't miss the exit

That's ass too thick

Mane she gotta be from Texas, Texas

Rub a nigga back

& she Cook a nigga breakfast, yea

She always hold it down

Every time she in my presence, yea

And she gon let me know how feel inside, how she feel inside

In between them thighs yea she let me slide, yea she let me slide

Know I got you sprung, I apologize.. I apologize baby

She my real one yea my ride or die, yea my ride or die

I ain't worried bout yo last

She ain't worried bout my past, bout my past

Gas by the bag

Champagne by the glass, by the glass

Celine she my queen

Perfect smile when she laugh, when she laugh

Give you real love & she gave it right back

Give you real love and she gave it right back.