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Caroline
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Caroline

Aminé

Lyrics

Listen man

What's up?

I heard you done got you a dime piece, man

Hell nah, man

One of the Beyoncé, Meagan Good types

Nah, nah, nah

Is that true, man?

I just wanna know

Probably not

I mean, shit, to be honest with you, man, she's a

Bad thang (shit), fine as hell (woo), thick as fuck

Oh my God (damn), that's my baby

Caroline, you divine

Mighty fine

Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true)

Like a pro

Fuck you though

Holy shit, I'm really lit (it's lit)

It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up (word)

Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear

About ya horoscope or what the future holds

Shut up and shut up and

Let's get gory, like a Tarantino movie

Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out?

'Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck a decaf

You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a G-raffe

If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads

Freaky with the sticky-icky, baby give me kitty kitty

Killa, westside nigga

Boy you like ninety eight degrees and I'm three hundred, nigga keep ya feet runnin'

I Chief Keef keef when I eat these beats, better boy get scurred

Don't run up in my lane, I don't want you in my lane, you a lame, get swerved

'Cause great scenes might be great

But I love your bloopers

And perfect's for the urgent

Baby, I want forever

Caroline, don't you see that

I want you to be my

Bad thang (shit), fine as hell (woo), thick as fuck

Oh my God (damn), that's my baby

Caroline, you divine

Mighty fine

Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true)

Like a pro

(Haha, what?)

Holy shit, I'm really lit (it's lit)

It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up (word)

Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear

About ya horoscope or what the future holds

Shut up and shut up and

Let's get gory, like a Tarantino movie

Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out?

'Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck a decaf

You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a G-raffe

If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads

Freaky with the sticky-icky, baby give me kitty kitty

Killa, westside nigga

Boy you like ninety eight degrees and I'm three hundred, nigga keep ya feet runnin'

I Chief Keef keef when I eat these beats, better boy get scurred

Don't run up in my lane, I don't want you in my lane, you a lame, get swerved

'Cause great scenes might be great

But I love your bloopers

And perfect's for the urgent

Baby, I want forever

Caroline, don't you see that

I want you to be my

Bad thang, bad, bad, bad, bad thang, thang, thang, thang, thang

Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad, thang, thang

Bad thang, thang, thang, bad, b-bad, bad thang, thang, thang

Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad

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