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Last Year Lyrics by Berner Berner , Trey Songz, Wiz Khalifa
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Baby bring that ass, ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, work the pole like it's magic
Make it disappear like it's magic
She do anything for her daddy
She do anything for that
Ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We in the Ghost, let's get lost in the Hills
I been broke, yeah I know how it feels
And she just want to make me happy
I'm not her dad but she call me daddy
I got a line out in Cinncinnati
My bitch bad her fingernail in a baggie
She keep her fingernail full a candy
She do a shot, hit a bump then she pop an Addy
Summertime, how we run through it
The street life all the drama, yeah I'm numb to it
New whip, big chain, bring the cash here
I'm tryin' double-up what I made last year
Baby bring that ass, ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, work the pole like it's magic
Make it disappear like it's magic
She do anything for her daddy
She do anything for that
Ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby got that drip, drip and you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Baby keep her lips zipped she don't ever run her mouth
Got a bag on me, I might drop it on you right now, I swear
You been a good girl, don't you ever go bad I dare you
Baby bring that ass, ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, work the pole like it's magic
Make it disappear like it's magic
She do anything for her daddy
She do anything for that
Ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Diamonds on froze, money keep flowin'
She never smoke, she wanna post it
She wanna post it she wanna post it
My money longer, my kush is stronger
Ridin' that foreign, she never saw it
She wanna post it she wanna post it
She do anything she want a wedding ring
But I'm married to the game, new bitches everyday
I'm not a player I just crush a lot
Picked her up and got head in the parkin' lot
The bitch gave me straight dome, she a busy body
In her little Maserati and she on a molly
She got her man tatted on her body
He a clown, he don't never come around, put it down
Baby bring that ass, ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, work the pole like it's magic
Make it disappear like it's magic
She do anything for her daddy
She do anything for that
Ass here yeah, yeah
More money than I made last year
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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