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• Artiste: Coco Jones
• Titre: Put You On
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Pulled up in that '97 Civic, talkin' your shit Caught me off my guard, you hit a lick with me (With me) Niggas had to see to believe, like, "How you get this chick?" I was ballin' and you caught it, callin' my phone You ain't have no service, but it's clear what you want, I believed in this I bought every dream the way you sold that shit (Ooh-woah) I was screamin' out your name (Ooh-ooh), talkin' way before the fame I was ridin' for you, babe, I was up on everything Had to change the way you flex, had you runnin' up a check Had to put you on game Now you think you're stuntin' with your VVS and your double C's You got that Rollie on your wrist, but no time for me Cartier frames on jеts, but you can't see that I did that I gave your ass a GPS, help you find your way Feel like you need mе less since you got your fame Just 'cause you rock that shit, and it's in your name, I did that Had to put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) I put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) Had to put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) I put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) (On , I put you on) You're takin' trips with them girls and they look cute But they don't hit like this, I'm the one and not the two You got them fans on you and they wanna be down (Yeah) Yeah, you got them bands on you sayin', "Look at me now" (Look at me now) The same clubs that you couldn't get in (Yeah, yeah, yeah) They show you love, got you thinkin' you're lit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) The lifestyle and bread I think it all got to your head I was screamin' out your name (Ooh-ooh), talkin' way before the fame I was ridin' for you, babe, I was up on everything Had to change the way you flex, had you runnin' up a check Had to put you on game Now you think you're stuntin' with your VVS and your double C's You got that Rollie on your wrist, but no time for me Cartier frames on jets, but you can't see that I did that I gave your ass a GPS, help you find your way Feel like you need me less since you got your fame Just 'cause you rock that shit, and it's in your name, I did that Had to put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) I put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) Had to put you on (Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) I put you on