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Yeah
Baby, what you do to me
Let's take a ride, baby (yeah)
Let's take a ride, baby

Take a ride with me in my car
Don't take it wrong, I'm a star
I want you, baby, go hard
Let's take a ride off to mars
Fuck who hate you, baby, I'm major
Everybody left you, I'll take you
We backed out of a lot of relations
And we ain't got a relation, baby

What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me
What you do to me
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me

Take a ride off in my car
Don't take it wrong, I'm a star
I want you, baby, go hard
Let's take off to mars
Baby, what you do to me
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby

Change your life, change your life
Type of shit that I do
Make you fall in love
Type of shit that I do
You got me screamin' to the top of my lungs
You make me feel like I'm on top of the world
Need a nigga like Durk, yeah
We could start a family, OTF, yeah
He be off lean, still work, yeah
That's good pussy, good stroke, yeah
All you bitches mad, I came through
And I locked you down, I hold you down
I got you baby, that's right, woah, woah
Real rider, cool right beside him
Yeah, that's my baby I don't need no other driver
Don't need cash I just buy Balnciagas
He a savage, I love everything about him like

What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me
What you do to me
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me

Take a ride off in my car
Don't take it wrong, I'm a star
I want you, baby, go hard
Let's take off to mars
Baby, what you do to me
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby

I don't sip Henny, so it's me, lean, and you
Like, fuck all my niggas
You fuck with a savage
So I'ma go crazy if they fuck with you
Me you, no others, cool
Dej Loaf, baby, I want you
Truth or dare so it's true
Wanna blow that pussy like a flute
I wanna lay it on it, rapper sing on it
Put a ring on it, no Beyoncé
We can be like Kim and Kanye
Except you can be my fiancé
Balenciaga's you can hide a joint
My show money you can't afford
Real shit, ain't just recording
Just made two-hundred off touring
These bitches basic, they borin'
Fake ass, I love them strippers
Take cash, singles, I blow it
And I can't wife these hoes and she know it
She wanted relations and I'm all for it
Baby, what you do to me

What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me
What you do to me
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me

Take a ride off in my car
Don't take it wrong, I'm a star
I want you, baby, go hard
Let's take off to mars
Baby, what you do to me
What you do to me, baby
What you do to me (what you do to me)
What you do to me, baby