We untouchable, uncrushable
Baby you are my piece of mind
Other chicks want a piece of me
You get the piece of love
They peep and persist, why?
That's why I keep you equipped
Thinkin they gone come between us
I, I, I, I got a firearm fetish
Raise a temp. give them fever
How I wish I could hold I could squeeze her
We make them reach for the sky
So they can test our trust
But they'll never get the best of us
Careful when you come around
Careful when you come around
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