Sammus Black Young Pretty lyrics

Produced By: Sammus


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Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup on
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup I'm
Black young pretty
Ivy League with my makeup on
Yup, I can party like a G
Any day I want x2

VERSE 1
I'mma get off my pedestal
Head to the liquor sto'
And if he cute we finna kiss a little
Like it's Mistletoe
Making hits on a silver mac
Then I'm going nuts like a silverback
If you can't handle how I do it
You might need a little bit of similac
I'm just living fancy
Yeah I'm always in the studio
Tonight I'mma be dancing
And I'll maybe show my booty too
Who are you insinuating that I need a side-eye?
I'm Justin Timberlake I'll tell ya bye-bye-bye
If you want to fight me over niggas
Go and act a fool
So I'm in the Ivy League?
I get a little ratchet too
Body looking sick
Turn 'em on like an IBM
Carpe diem
Party with my clique
Til it's 5 AM
Thugs is always running after chicks
With they weave wrapped
Now they want me living in their laps
Call 'em three-stacks
Tell 'em that I'm out

Then I watch a nigga face drop
Headed to my house
Then I'm headed to my day job

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VERSE 2
I'mma get off my high horse
And put down my high-hats
I'mma have a five course meal
Living high-class
Take off the clear frames
And put on my dark shades
It ain't a weekday
So I'mma try to partake
And when I arrive
Party live like it's Ableton
I get a table for five
Then we get Jameson
I be looking flyer than
International flights
So I got these niggas
Getting in irrational fights
I spend five days
Working til my eyes hurt
Friday twerking up and down
Like a sine curve
I tell these niggas
I don't do this on the regular alright?
They like "It's cool
Then we finna have a hell of a night!"
I be laughing though
Really I ain't drunk enough
For that to ever happen
So that's why they call it funny stuff
Gotta tell me early if you really want to holler
Cuz by 11:30 I'mma be back as a scholar, yup

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