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Ayy Ross Sauce It Up Producer. Lyrics of bags by rarin. [memoria xi:] ring, ring, calling on my phone. [intro] ayy, ross, sauce it up. When we started flirtin' started feelin' worth it. (ayy, ross sauce it up) tell me what you want. Baby, baby, yeah, yeah, leave. They got you diamonds and chains. Decals (ayy, ross, sauce it up!) pull up in that ride, yeah, i paint it with some decals. Yeah, i threw my past away to the. (ayy, ross sauce it up) / tell me what you want / just let me pack up your past / they got you diamonds and chains / i'm runnin' out wit' a bag / number one ain't nobody can. I ain't ever stop, can't be trusting any females. Ayy, ross, sauce it up! Memoria xi) [intro:] ayy, ross, sauce it up. Just let me pack up your past. Ay ross sauce it up!

Just let me pack up your past. Baby, baby, yeah, yeah, leave. I ain't ever stop, can't be trusting any females. / you know that you wrong and i was right / you burned my heart right out my chest baby / you know that's it over goodbye / and i don’t wanna hear your. Memoria xi) [intro:] ayy, ross, sauce it up. (ayy, ross sauce it up) tell me what you want. They got you diamonds and chains. Lyrics of bags by rarin. (ayy, ross sauce it up) / tell me what you want / just let me pack up your past / they got you diamonds and chains / i'm runnin' out wit' a bag / number one ain't nobody can. [memoria xi:] ring, ring, calling on my phone.

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Ayy Ross Sauce It Up Producer [memoria xi:] ring, ring, calling on my phone. When we started flirtin' started feelin' worth it. Decals (ayy, ross, sauce it up!) pull up in that ride, yeah, i paint it with some decals. Ay ross sauce it up! Memoria xi) [intro:] ayy, ross, sauce it up. Ayy, ross, sauce it up! Baby, baby, yeah, yeah, leave. [memoria xi:] ring, ring, calling on my phone. They got you diamonds and chains. [intro] ayy, ross, sauce it up. Lyrics of bags by rarin. / you know that you wrong and i was right / you burned my heart right out my chest baby / you know that's it over goodbye / and i don’t wanna hear your. I ain't ever stop, can't be trusting any females. (ayy, ross sauce it up) tell me what you want. (ayy, ross sauce it up) / tell me what you want / just let me pack up your past / they got you diamonds and chains / i'm runnin' out wit' a bag / number one ain't nobody can. Just let me pack up your past.

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