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I can take you to the beach
I can fly you out to Paris
I can take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I can take you to LA (yeah)
We can take it to the Bay (yeah)
I can take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family (no)

I can get you Gucci
I can get you Fendi
I can get you Louboutins
I can get you plenty
I can get you Prada
I get you ah lotta
I can get you Louis
But you ain't gettin to me

That's facts I make more than your Dads
I need it all in advance minds only focused on the Bands

I can take you to the beach
I can fly you out to Paris
I can take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I can take you to LA (yeah)
We can take it to the Bay (yeah)
I can take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family (no)

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I can make you famous
I can make you crazy
I can make you fall in love
But I still ain't your baby
I can make you come
I can make it fun
I can make it feel good
But I still ain't the one

That's facts I make more than your Dads
I need it all in advance minds only focused on the Benz
I can take you to the beach
I can fly you out to Paris
I can take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I can take you to LA (yeah)
We can take it to the Bay (yeah)
I can take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family (no)

Beach! hehe (But you'll never meet my family no)
Beach!
WooAhh! hehe (But you'll never meet my family no)
That's stupid!