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- When It Blooms
London
Yeah, who's this when I'm with my G's?
Wanna blow some trees when I'm cool like breeze, oh yeah
My friends wanna take me out
Wanna party so wild, but I'm not like this, oh yeah
Your girl wanna hold me down
Don't mind 'cause they love my sound
Next show my price increase
I'ma say it like this, "Oga run my P's", oh yeah
As for the love, I guess I'll see you later
No more favors, I'll be chasing paper
As for the love, I guess I'll see you later
No more favors, I'll be chasing paper
Step in the room I'm charging
And I'm really tryna take your charge
Better not miscount it
Say nothing less than a hundred thousand
Oh, I need the paper, yo
Need it now, not later
Please, me I just dey find my money
Tell me why the hell you calling?
I don't wanna know what you talking
When I see the cash, I'm all in
Say the money dey for my pocket, oh
Baby, I dey find my wallet
Baby, you the one I dey collect, oh
For the love
As for the love, I guess I'll see you later
No more favors, I'll be chasing paper
As for the love, I guess I'll see you later
No more favors, I'll be chasing paper
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