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I'm Tom cruising in the whip Your girl jumping up on couches When I pull up to the crib Everybody sipping alchey Buddy buddy with my friends Risky business, cold as Christmas She get loose Yeah I'm Tom cruising in the whip Your girl jumping up on couches When I pull up to the crib Everybody sipping alchey Buddy buddy with my friends Risky business, cold as Christmas She get loose Got my own juice Do my own stunts Talk to me goose, ayy She brought out all her friends, gotta use the buddy system Girlies sprawled out on the bed, knocked it out like son, he listen I just brought out all the bread, you would thought my money Christian When shes's sayin, "Oh my god" and scout the boys on my nos Birds all light speed, friends all like me Racked up, hit the eight ball Otherwise she going buck wild Living life fast If she give it up, I'ma give it right back Slide in her room when she got no draws Bop to my tunes with her, no clothes on I doze off wake up with a new ting Business risky, I'm Tom Cruisin' Going all night 'til the dusk get dawn Balance my cup on the butt she got A whole lotta videos of me doin' dumb shit Film this here, yeah I'm 'bouta fuck it up quick Mmm, just spent 20 on the Garmets Packing in plenty, yeah I'm sure with the martians Always on set, roll the red carpet In the two seater so I'm never getting car sick I'm Tom cruising in the whip Your girl jumping up on couches When I pull up to the crib Everybody sipping alchey Buddy buddy with my friends Risky business, cold as Christmas She get loose Got my own juice Do my own stunts Talk to me goose, ayy I'm Tom cruising in the whip Your girl jumping up on couches When I pull up to the crib Everybody sipping alchey Buddy buddy with my friends Risky business, cold as Christmas She get loose Got my own juice Do my own stunts Talk to me goose, ayy (yeah) Got my own fragrance, smell like Franklins Vince McMahon, with the walk arms flailing Step through the ropes, you be looking for the way in Walk with the bags on me, prepped for the weigh in Stepped on the table, fifth of the Amster Handling the cake got me licking up the batter Mix up my grammar, gone off the juice She a baby bird, gonna waterfall the goose Party Favors Cops got called again, we're gnarly neighbors Obvi faded Footprints on the couch, her body shaking Damaging the hotel room a lot Then I make the great escape In the whip I cruise like Tom I'm Tom cruisin' in the whip Your girl jumping up on couches When I pull up to the crib Everybody sipping alchey Buddy buddy with my friends Risky business, cold as Christmas She get loose Got my own juice Do my own stunts Talk to me goose, ayy I'm Tom cruisin' in the whip Your girl jumping up on couches When I pull up to the crib Everybody sipping alchey Buddy buddy with my friends Risky business, cold as Christmas She get loose Got my own juice Do my own stunts Talk to me goose, ayy Yeah
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