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Damn, okay (yeah)
I been out the way in the cut, it's been a minute (been a minute)
Workin' on the album, now it's finished
Last time I saw her, she was f*ckin' with my nigga
So the question is, the question is
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He definitely f*ckin' on this ho, ayy

Wigglin' back into my old ways, ayy
Bunch of sedatives, hypnotics in my system, okay
Life is goin' just how I predicted, okay
Droppin' two Cialis in her liquid, okay
I ain't got a strap, I gotta risk it, okay
Baby girl, Adonis need a sister, okay
And my baby mama out the picture, okay
Think I'm 'Luminati 'cause I'm rich, well okay

Diamonds in the sky
Put your face down, ass in the air
Two cups stuffed, ayy, bussin' off pill
Keep our shit trill, crack a new seal
New Rolls, bought it for the thrill
Too lazy to even change out the wheel
Yeah, thought they knew my body, guess they don't
Thought they knew my body, guess they don't, ayy
Thought they knew my body, guess they
Ayy, guess they don't

I'm geekin' off of my pride (yeah, yeah)
Lost my Sprite deal 'cause Wayne kept pourin' fives
You know I'm beefin' with much older guys (much older guys)
'Fore I catch up with them, they'll probably
Ayy, what, R.I.P. them f*ck niggas (damn, what)
What, really hate a rap nigga
Let's not even talk about them f*ck niggas, f*ck them
Hit my line talkin' about what's up, well, what's up then?
Last time I saw you, you was talkin' 'bout reduction
Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of
Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of nothin'
Where you get that jeans from? Who sewed the buttons?
'Cause that shit still poppin' out the front and the back
That shit still poppin' out the, damn
That shit came poppin' out them jeans like a ghost
Girl, you gotta pop that on me like a Coke
Swear I wanna crack behind your back like a joke
Swear I wanna lift you up high like your hopes
Swear I wanna tear your box out like a coach
Get inside and bend a dick just like the pope
Girl, you got me begging for a ten, like I'm broke
Girl, I want us hangin' out in the summer like a coat
Girl, I wanna slide in your box like a vote
Tryna have you comin' out your shell like the yolk
But I heard that you f*ckin' with a nigga that I know (okay, so?)

Damn, okay ('kay)
I been out the way in the cut, it's been a minute (been a minute)
Workin' on the album, now it's finished (yeah, it's done)
Last time I saw her, she was f*ckin' with my nigga
So the question is (yeah), the question is (yeah)
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He definitely f*ckin' on this ho

(Yeah, yeah)
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Damn, okay (yeah)
I been out the way in the cut, it's been a minute (been a minute)
Workin' on the album, now it's finished
Last time I saw her, she was f*ckin' with my nigga
So the question is, the question is
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He definitely f*ckin' on this ho, ayy

Wigglin' back into my old ways, ayy
Bunch of sedatives, hypnotics in my system, okay
Life is goin' just how I predicted, okay
Droppin' two Cialis in her liquid, okay
I ain't got a strap, I gotta risk it, okay
Baby girl, Adonis need a sister, okay
And my baby mama out the picture, okay
Think I'm 'Luminati 'cause I'm rich, well okay

Diamonds in the sky
Put your face down, ass in the air
Two cups stuffed, ayy, bussin' off pill
Keep our shit trill, crack a new seal
New Rolls, bought it for the thrill
Too lazy to even change out the wheel
Yeah, thought they knew my body, guess they don't
Thought they knew my body, guess they don't, ayy
Thought they knew my body, guess they
Ayy, guess they don't

I'm geekin' off of my pride (yeah, yeah)
Lost my Sprite deal 'cause Wayne kept pourin' fives
You know I'm beefin' with much older guys (much older guys)
'Fore I catch up with them, they'll probably
Ayy, what, R.I.P. them f*ck niggas (damn, what)
What, really hate a rap nigga
Let's not even talk about them f*ck niggas, f*ck them
Hit my line talkin' about what's up, well, what's up then?
Last time I saw you, you was talkin' 'bout reduction
Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of
Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of nothin'
Where you get that jeans from? Who sewed the buttons?
'Cause that shit still poppin' out the front and the back
That shit still poppin' out the, damn
That shit came poppin' out them jeans like a ghost
Girl, you gotta pop that on me like a Coke
Swear I wanna crack behind your back like a joke
Swear I wanna lift you up high like your hopes
Swear I wanna tear your box out like a coach
Get inside and bend a dick just like the pope
Girl, you got me begging for a ten, like I'm broke
Girl, I want us hangin' out in the summer like a coat
Girl, I wanna slide in your box like a vote
Tryna have you comin' out your shell like the yolk
But I heard that you f*ckin' with a nigga that I know (okay, so?)

Damn, okay ('kay)
I been out the way in the cut, it's been a minute (been a minute)
Workin' on the album, now it's finished (yeah, it's done)
Last time I saw her, she was f*ckin' with my nigga
So the question is (yeah), the question is (yeah)
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He'd f*ck the ho, so I did it (yeah, yeah)
What would Pluto do? He definitely f*ckin' on this ho

(Yeah, yeah)
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Writer: Aubrey Drake Graham, Benjamin Saint Fort, Bennett Pepple, Gentuar Memishi, Miles Parks McCollum
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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