​hol up

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[Intro: Kendrick Lamar] Every second, every minute, man, I swear that she can get it Say if you a bad bitch, put your hands up high Hands up high, hands up high Tell 'em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood I'm talkin' 'bout dark room, perfume Go, go [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I recognize your fragrance, hol' up, you ain't never gotta say shit, uh And I know your taste is a little bit, mmm, high maintenance, uh Everybody else basic, you live life on an everyday basis With poetic justice, poetic justice If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? I mean, I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when You're in the mood for empathy, it's blood in my pen Better yet, where your friends and 'em? I really wanna know you all I really wanna show you off, fuck that Pour up plenty of champagne, cold nights when you curse this name You called up your girlfriends and y'all curled in that little bitty Range, I heard that She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party Nigga, don't approach her with that Atari Nigga, that ain't good game, homie, sorry They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell But I could never right my wrongs 'less I write it down for real, PS

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