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Texty: Lmfao. Reminds Me Of You.

It doesn't matter what I say, don't matter what I do
Every little thing reminds me of you
It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do
Every little thing reminds me of you

Reminds me of you, reminds me of you, reminds me of you (repeats)

Yes, party people, we drop and feet go, some make your fist-pump, hands up and feet go
Crazy, look at all these ladies, tonight is going down
We party rockin in this place for sure, every place that we walk in is the place to go
Popping bottles up for free, with the models every week
Sexy go-gos the way you booty bubbles to the beat is like...
Owning, popping, ain't no stopping, the bass is knockin
Them shots are dropping, some of us came to celebrate
But most of us came to get away

It doesn't matter what I say, don't matter what I do
Every little thing reminds me of you
It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do
Every little thing reminds me of you

I'm a heavyweight, light on my feet, must levitate
Sexy tape, must for penetrate, then I slap you in the ass with the resume
I'm leaving with the finer things, designer draws, dollar rings
Go to the monica, lots of things, I stay the same, call the packing chains
Big bro chains, I never ever being a bitch, my last girl was, so player switched
Pop the only ricky, cuz im rich, that's the only...my booty call it
Yeah, ...but she still ride my banana boat, she still ride my banana boat

Now new nick name is banana throat, figure it out

I'm the one everybody here about, man you're just here for now
So settle down, the .... is flow, you hear me now
I'm always up to something, I got goon in the house cuz he my cousin
We got dollars by the dozens, but without you girl i'm nothing

Everybody's on the floor, I can see your hands up
From the stage to the ...
Calvin harris on the deck
LMFAO's on the checks
We're the two in the place to be
The place to be, what's hapenning next
Baby you look so fine, I can tell that look in you eye
That mean me and you in the back room
What cross your mind, i'll bucket chain on my chest
Cuz i'm fresh to the death
And everyday i'm shuffling, i'm like a soldier with these steps

It's only popping, that ain't no stopping
That place is knocking, the shots are dropping
Some of us came to celebrate, but most of us came to get away

It doesn't matter what I say, don't matter what I do
Every little thing reminds me of you
It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do
Every little thing reminds me of you

Reminds me of you, reminds me of you, reminds me of you (repeats)