Yeah
Pull up at the Ritz, in my brand new whip in gold (Go, yeah)
With the full eclipse and the moon lit, lit like woah
Everything blurred, mixing all that smoke with the Grey Goose
Fendi Baguette on the bar top, both my hands on you
Take a picture
Of my figure
Catch a glimmer
Allow me to remind you, baby
I'm the keys to your car, babe
If you lose me then, baby, good luck
I'm the king to your checkmate
Still yours, oh, baby, you've won
I'm the bubbles in your champagne
Grip me tight like you're holdin' your cup
I'm the keys to your car, babe
Woah, oh, oh
Know that you need me
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Woah, oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Know that you need me
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Woah, oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Know that you need me
Catwalk to the hall, straight tell 'em one, two (Oh, yeah)
Three, four, five, six, seven, let the liquor flow through
Six in the morning, tell me now, what we gon' do? Yeah
Driver pull up in the black car, baby, let's move
Take a picture
Of my figure
Catch a glimmer
Allow me to remind you, baby
I'm the keys to your car, babe (Oh, yeah)
If you lose me then, baby, good luck (Uhum)
I'm the king to your checkmate (Oh, yeah)
Still yours, oh, baby, you've won (Uhum)
I'm the bubbles in your champagne (Oh, yeah)
Grip me tight like you're holdin' your cup (Uhum)
I'm the keys to your car, babe (Oh, yeah)
Woah, oh, oh (Uhum)
Know that you need me
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Woah, oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Know that you need me
Oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uhum
Woah, oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Uhum
Know that you need me
I'm the keys to your car, babe
If you lose me then, baby, good luck
I'm the king to your checkmate
Still yours, oh, baby, you've won
I'm the bubbles in your champagne
Grip me tight like you're holdin' your cup
I'm the keys to your car, babe
Woah, oh, oh
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