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[00:09.237]Listen
[00:13.227]Like, age ain't nothing but a number
[00:15.253]I was 15 she was pulling on my jumper
[00:16.630]Blue jean white stitch, all on her bumper
[00:18.293]Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
[00:19.919]Smoke, coke, pills make her wonder
[00:21.459]Looking for another lil prey she a hunter
[00:22.903]Clap like thunder, ay caramba
[00:25.018]They can't never see another me, Steve Wonder (Huh)
[00:27.017]She like lean and coke
[00:28.182]Checking me in my white tee make her soaked, woah
[00:30.138]No conspiracy, woke
[00:33.103]Wanna gеt closer to god, take a toke, woah
[00:33.947]Will I gеt clean? Never know
[00:34.890]I was 17 ?
[00:35.591]Amphetamine ? what a joke
[00:38.143]Will I fly? Will I die? Millions, I don't know, huh
[00:40.262]Come to the club like no way
[00:41.653]I got renessy sippin my Rosé
[00:42.945]Backwoods, Indian xans, and cocaine
[00:44.874]She so fine but the brain ain't too sane
[00:46.504]Ney ney sniffing ney ney she the bae bae
[00:47.747]First day off the cocaine go cray cray
[00:49.366]I could look at myself right now like last year I was spinning like a Beyblade, yo
[00:53.726]Hoes on the same damn mission
[00:54.635]They wan' come to the crib on submission
[00:56.388]They can't see I'm the king of this sh
[00:57.958]Go take that trip to the ****ing optician
[00:59.625]16 17 guns and kitchens
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[01:06.385]Age ain't nothing but a number
[01:08.010]I was 15 she was pulling on my jumper
[01:09.319]Blue jean white stitch, all on her bumper
[01:11.319]Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
[01:12.651]Smoke, coke, pills make her wonder
[01:14.298]Looking for another lil prey she a hunter
[01:15.533]Clap like thunder, ay caramba
[01:16.727]They can't never see another me, Steve Wonder (Huh)

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Listen
Like, age ain't nothing but a number
I was 15 she was pulling on my jumper
Blue jean white stitch, all on her bumper
Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
Smoke, coke, pills make her wonder
Looking for another lil prey she a hunter
Clap like thunder, ay caramba
They can't never see another me, Steve Wonder (Huh)
She like lean and coke
Checking me in my white tee make her soaked, woah
No conspiracy, woke
Wanna gеt closer to god, take a toke, woah
Will I gеt clean? Never know
I was 17 ?
Amphetamine ? what a joke
Will I fly? Will I die? Millions, I don't know, huh
Come to the club like no way
I got renessy sippin my Rosé
Backwoods, Indian xans, and cocaine
She so fine but the brain ain't too sane
Ney ney sniffing ney ney she the bae bae
First day off the cocaine go cray cray
I could look at myself right now like last year I was spinning like a Beyblade, yo
Hoes on the same damn mission
They wan' come to the crib on submission
They can't see I'm the king of this sh
Go take that trip to the ****ing optician
16 17 guns and kitchens
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Age ain't nothing but a number
I was 15 she was pulling on my jumper
Blue jean white stitch, all on her bumper
Backpack full of ganja she a Rasta'
Smoke, coke, pills make her wonder
Looking for another lil prey she a hunter
Clap like thunder, ay caramba
They can't never see another me, Steve Wonder (Huh)