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Lyrics: Eat!/w1 Music: Eat!/w1 I make the track and u know Keep balance From head to toe Feel like gallant Ze and Yee on the planet Press F11 FEEEleven I don't know how to call back 她喜欢我高中的校牌 Time goes back秒针倒带 Drums点上娓娓道来 We're rappin on the top 我问她这首高不高级 她的身材有点辣 我声音让她有些焦虑 太多人在周围都想 打听哥几个的消息 Cuz I'm droppin a lotta money on money Addin some curry in these fxxkin shit I'm studyin movements 在每一个下雨夜 Fresh beat Fresh lit 两人之间来回拉锯 但是还没毕业就这样拉开我们俩差距 嘴慢一点我说 弟弟你千万莫着急 碰到我这种crazy的girl 你还要特别小心 你想要sexy girl 无感在拍子里秀 跟节奏抬起你头 男孩想有该死的以后 在该死的以后和潜移默化我跟你讲 要命的话我全部丢进情绪的垃圾桶 用声音摩擦气孔感觉在佛罗里达 Wear a Patek Philippe反锁门喝喝喜茶 Yeah I wear a Patek Philippe with my best girl I detest safety But i wanna get more 我是 Best girl 这样best girl 踩碎你自尊心让你彻夜想念的girl 他的手臂放我脖子上面不断要求 迷恋着我讲出口他及时收手低下头 I wanna have some ice cream 品一品丘比特的菜 眼神钩住他的身体 I wanna underline I underline your body you've no way to go back I tied your hands up in this cold night In this cold night My four style let you see again We took some photos The secret lies in the brain I always spit on the mic 她全都放到心里面 被漆黑没收警惕心 让我Enjoy她的另一面 我握紧她 像比巴卜粘住头发 她眼神告诉我 她其实今晚很想留下 我小头控制大头 但小头有点头大 My heart is knocked off Don't write our coda