Kranium - Can't Believe ft. Ty Dolla $ign & WizKid (Official lyrics)

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Oh God, yeah, mmm
When me touch down, bend or bruk down
In the late night, me and her locked up
Shift her dress to the side ride the shotgun, mmm
Inna me dark glass, me dark shorts , clarks well clean
Touch the road with the bloodclat team
See a gyal deh pon a corner a crying and scream
Your new city boss haffi intervene
She said, her man out all of the time
So of course, her know seh, me a go gi her the whine
Know she say, who me, he's one of a kind
And that's how she became mine, man seet deh
Can't believe I, him can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can't believe I, him can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
She want a rich nigga, not a broke one
She a boss too, she get her own money
Slim thicky with her booty and she know a nigga love that shit
They love that shit
She got a man, oh well, like so what?
What that nigga got to do with us?
So we lost in the moment
And I'm deep in your ocean
I bet he can't believe that
Him can't believe I, can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can't believe I, him can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Know the one place I got
Boatload from New York, that give her the sparks
Inna me straight jeans pants and me wallabee clarks
The boy say oh me no inna him the class
Show up, give her all of the money in the world
Never know saying when I lose him girl to a regular yute
But I give her all the time and plus she say me well cute
Man seet deh
Him can't believe I, can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can't believe I, him can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Your gyal come give me likkle whine so
Give me likkle whine so
Give me whine so
Give me whine so, give me whine so
My gyal come give me likkle whine so
Give me likkle whine so
Give me whine so
Show me love, gyal, free your mind
Give a likkle whine and I'ma make you mine
Yup, pretty gyal, I make you mine
I know you didn't come alone, that's why you really shy
Baby girl, come free your mind
Man you love to keep, I wanna hold you tight
Baby girl, I hold you tight
I wanna squeeze, wanna tease, wanna please, wanna please
Baby girl, I want it one more time, yup
Him can't believe I, can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can't believe I, him can't believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God

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