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Letra de Practice (feat. A$AP Ferg & HARV)

Yeah You already know what it is Yeah Talk to me nice or don't talk to me at all Yo, man You know what up? (Let's get it)The fact is (yeah) We don't make babies, but we practice (right) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is (the fact is) We don't make babies but we practice (Let's work, uh-huh, yeah, let's work, uh-huh, yeah) (Let's work, uh-huh, yeah, let's work, come on)Send you my location, come on over (come on) I know you went busy We make time for each other Temporary temptations got me so hung up on you Losing my composureStarted it long ago Put it in 10K hours or so Taking you down like whoa Ride it, ride it, full throttle Doing it just perfect Giving you what it would make sense Look at us twist and bend Ride it, ride it once again, babyThe fact is We don't make babies, but we practice (yeah) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is We don't make babies, but we practice (yeah)Yo Anitta! You know I gotta sprinkle a lil' jiggy on it Let's take 'em to HarlemNow Anitta got me dancing All the mommies call me handsome Brazil, with the mansion White beattle when I'm landing Straight from the five othersNow she twerking on the Phantom We ain't mean to 'cause a tantrum In the bulletproof Benz when we hide from the cameras But we only doin' practice 'Cause my mamma too young, she ain't ready for a grandsonThe fact is (facts) We don't make babies, but we practice (look we're practicing) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is, we don't make babies, but weFell like gelato, I melt into you Getting too hot in this room, I'm in anticipating you Craving some more of the skin to skin Body gonna let you inSmooth, together We never say it but, ooh I see forever with youAll 'cause you Started it long ago Put in 10K hours or so Taking you down like whoa Ride it, ride it, full throttle Doing it just perfect Giving you up, it would make sense Look at us twist and bend Ride it, ride it, once again, babyThe fact is We don't make babies, but we practice (practice) I count on you like death and taxes It's graphic, it's hot like a matchstick And the fact is (the fact is) We don't make babies but we practice(Hmmm) (Hmmm)