[Odetari]
Don't tell me you're going anywhere
If I can't come with you (you)
This is everything I could've dreamed of
So why do I feel the need to
Pop bottles just to feel somethin'
All this money, I still feel numb
All the cars and the money and the jewelry and I still feel nu-
('Tari, get over here)
[Odetari]
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine (Mi-i-i-i-i-i-i )
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
They're looking at you (you), for the blueprint
You can see the admiration in their eyes
You-you-you (you), who knew it?
Everybody want a piece of your life
[Don Toliver]
I'm ridin' through the streets with my Glockiana (Yeah, yeah)
Got a bad lil' bitch, she a prima donna (Yeah, yeah)
Okay, she love to give me head, I'm on my marijuana
Nigga, back the fuck up, know you don't wanna (Woo)
I'm a cold stunner, I want the whole summer
I went and brought the Bentley back, he copped a gold Hummer
Okay, I can't get in it, I keep it a whole hundred
Okay, he brought the Bentley back
Had the Brabus it look like a Jeep
'Fore you walk in, I need all the deets
Call your bluffin', I never been beaten
Ask your mama, he never been cheat
Off the wocky, I'm goin' to sleep
Got my gun and I'm cold with the heat
Guess she down 'cause she get on her knees
I be working with nothin' but
[Odetari]
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine (Mi-i-i-i-i-i-i )
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
[Don Toliver]
I'm ridin' through the streets with my Glockiana
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