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closeup - k suave lyrics

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[intro]
[?] csm!

[hook]
close your eyes b*tch, i know that you afraid of heights
she like “don’t you die”, b*tch she know that i’m off the sprite
i got henny, cash money, b*tch i could change your life
she said she new to takin’ drugs so i’ma give her few
why your man keep callin’ your phone, you ain’t got no curfew
off*white, air max, like my car it go zoom
this a 2 seater b*tch, i don’t got enough room
d*ck down her [?] she wanna f*ck the whole crew

[verse 1]
she gon’ give me that p*ssy, i ain’t even gotta ask
she gon’ let me f*ck on her she call me her dad
b*tch i’m high as f*ck, i just hit like 5 dabs
got him gamblin’ with his life like that sh*t was crabs
she want chanel on her neck, man that sh*t get bad
my life’s a movie, all i see is b*tches shakin’ ass
my san francisco hoe, i know she really want me back
i’m smokin’ purple thoughts, i swear that it’s the best gas
b*tch, i’m high like a plane, hopin’ i don’t crash
my white boy, he the plug in phoenix, call him steve nash
he gon’ bless me with a pint when i’m feeling cold
why you neck turnin’ green? i thought that was gold
balenciaga’s, that’s my place just cause they [?]
[bridge]
i might cops some raf simons cause them hoes look different
fell in love with her neck, but the s*x was different
i’m ’bout to go on a run, b*tch i’m on a mission
who can you call when you feelin’ empty
get out my face, you ain’t worth a penny
i don’t give a f*ck if you cut me off cause i got plenty
i got b*tches in the living room [?]
gun em’ down, i shoot like kobe in the finals, b*tch i’m winning
flexin’ just like la fitness, call up sunny to pimp your cousin
she so bad, i know she f*ckin’
p*ssy wet, i know she gushin’
she claim she loyal i know she bluffin’

[hook]
close your eyes b*tch, i know that you afraid of heights
she like “don’t you die”, b*tch she know that i’m off the sprite
i got henny, cash money, b*tch i could change your life
she said she new to takin’ drugs so i’ma give her few
why your man keep callin’ your phone, you ain’t got no curfew
off*white, air max, like my car it go zoom
this a 2 seater b*tch, i don’t got enough room
d*ck down her [?] she wanna f*ck the whole crew

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