Singer: Bryson Tiller
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Song: Prize
Bryson Tiller - Prize Subtitles (vtt) (02:48-168-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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Ooh, babe
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Nobody does it like you, baby, no
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Look at you in this Audemars,
shit, fuck all these
broads, hey, no offense
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She's very classy, yes, I noticed
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Girl can't romance me 'cause
I'm focused on you
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Seizin' the moment
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She is the sole reason
I wrote this, yeah
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Yeah, now she's in focus
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I don't see nobody else,
no, it's, yeah-yeah
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Yeah, tell me you like a song and I'm
singin' to you till mornin' come
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Touchin' you till you harmonize,
I know you
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Hear me say this shit all the time
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Gratеful 'cause you are the prizе,
I want you as mine (Mine)
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Ooh, babe
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Nobody does it like you, baby, no
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I'm grateful (Uh, uh,
uh, uh, uh, uh, hey)
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Grateful because you chose
up on me, I can't be out
here just hoein' 'round
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Already know how karma works, it's spinnin'
the block, it's goin' 'round
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Hit up the club, I called you first,
if you on my arm, I'm showin' out
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Told me, "Leave them broads alone", it's
quiet for them, you know I did
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Bachelor crib, don't call it home,
what should I call it? No idea
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No wife in a blouse, no spouse,
no kids, no four-door
whip to drive 'em in
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No more hoes, done flyin' 'em
in, I'm tryna come make you
smile again (Be mine)
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All you wanted was a lil' openness,
and I told mys...........
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