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Qmoneey_ - You Are Lyrics



Qmoneey_ - You Are Lyrics
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No diamonds, no gold, wouldn't make me walk away, no
Ain't no temptation strong enough
I was too young to know, think he was too young to go
Hurtin' deep inside, but it don't even show no more
I don't think I can shake it, I can't even grow no more
I keep a number nine like I'm Tony Romo
I'm tired as hell, she keep comin' back, it's like a yo-yo
Leave, the gun up at the crib, I pop out, that's a no-no
I'm your friend, I'm not your man, just had to let you know, though
Bitch, keep tryna kick it with me, take her to a dojo
Take her to karate
Girl, you fine as hell, I know you do more than pilates
I like bein' humble, ain't no need for bein' cocky
You hot just like wasabi
You niggas better not try me, f*ck football, I catch a body
Got that stick on me, in London, Ion no shit, bout no hockey
I'm gettin' richer, I'll die tryin, no time for hobbies
She don't know too much about me, I'm f*ckin' with her body
Don't got time for conversations, meet me in the lobby
Audrey, light him up
You are, you are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are, you are
You're dancing with no fear
All the doubt has disappeared
Then I whisper in your ear
That you are, you are, you are, you are
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No diamonds, no gold, wouldn't make me walk away, no
Ain't no temptation strong enough
I was too young to know, think he was too young to go
Hurtin' deep inside, but it don't even show no more
I don't think I can shake it, I can't even grow no more
I keep a number nine like I'm Tony Romo
I'm tired as hell, she keep comin' back, it's like a yo-yo
Leave, the gun up at the crib, I pop out, that's a no-no
I'm your friend, I'm not your man, just had to let you know, though
Bitch, keep tryna kick it with me, take her to a dojo
Take her to karate
Girl, you fine as hell, I know you do more than pilates
I like bein' humble, ain't no need for bein' cocky
You hot just like wasabi
You niggas better not try me, f*ck football, I catch a body
Got that stick on me, in London, Ion no shit, bout no hockey
I'm gettin' richer, I'll die tryin, no time for hobbies
She don't know too much about me, I'm f*ckin' with her body
Don't got time for conversations, meet me in the lobby
Audrey, light him up
You are, you are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are, you are
You're dancing with no fear
All the doubt has disappeared
Then I whisper in your ear
That you are, you are, you are, you are
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Writer: Quincy Canada
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 1:40
Written by: Quincy Canada
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