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Balliamo sotto la luna
Cantano i grilli
Balliamo fino alla fortuna
Il sole ritorna
La notte è giovane
E noi siamo anche
Possiamo per sempre restare
Se andiamo là
Balliamo sotto la luna
Ride for it, die for it
Put it on the table, take a life for it
And you don't understand, I put the time for it
I'm spending all my money on the South Coast, baby
I live for it, die for it
Put it on the table, take a life for it, oh no
No, no, no, no, no
The only thing that keeps y'all alive is the dollars
Baby, know I'm really tryna slide, let me holla
Take you for the city, let me show you I'm a problem
I don't own a shilling, just dollars
And I can fill your passport pages, baby
'Cause you don't want that extra access, baby
I don't blame you 'cause
Girl, I want to be in your life
Girl, I wanna take your time
Girl, I wanna change your mind
'Cause I just wanna see you near me, girl
I understand you clearly, love
You don't wanna be out in the open, baby
You don't wanna be out in the open, baby
Okay, baby
Go, best friend, go, best friend, go (Ayy)
Go, best friend, go, best friend, go
Show me how low that your waistline go
I'm spending all my money on the South Coast, baby
I live for it, I die for it
Take my time romancing it
You deserve a mercenary 'cause
Girl, I want to be in your life
Girl, I wanna take your time
I'd fly to Nairobi if it would ease your mind
Just think of the fantasies of what we could be
You know I'm not playing when I say I put it on my life
And I would ride for it, die for it
Put it on the table, take a life for it
G-block baby, you got styles, but I don't mind
'Cause I can handle it
Baby, no, I don't mind, I don't mind
'Cause I would put it on the table, take a life for it
You know that I hit a lot of bodies on the Insta'
I'm not proud of it, I could put a body on the clock
And then I really understand the price you pay for it
It's always low-key, I ensure
They don't even know that you be
Waiting for me when I'm at the airport
And we don't take no pics
'Cause you enjoy the thrill of us romancing in the underground
Dirty dancing, Lord have mercy
Go, best friend, go, best friend, go (Ayy)
Go, best friend, go, best friend, go (Ayy)
Show me how low that your waistline go (Ayy)
I'm spending all my money on the South Coast, baby
I live for it, I die for it