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Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean? Too early, maybe later you can show me things You know what it is, whenever I visit Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight? Will I see you at the show tonight? Ayy, truck to the plane, to the truck Truck to the hotel lobby Me, I go through underground garages Presidential suite, on deposit Elevator up to the room Shower up and then we hit the club Touchdown, gotta see what's up Area code in my phone What numbers do I still have? Who do I know from the past? Hit one, she say she got a man Hit another one, it goes green Must've changed phones on the team 'Member when you lead me in between? That was 2017 All good, Chubbs'll look around Find one that seem my type That my dawg and he know what I like He done found me plenty in my life Problem is, I meet a girl tonight Then I go and treat her too nice Galleria credit card swipes I don't even know if she a wife But I do know one thing though Women they come they go Saturday, through Sunday, Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway On this one way Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean? Too early, maybe later you can show me things You know what it is, whenever I visit Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight? Will I see you at the show tonight? Jewelry in the safe on arrival Pistol on J for survival Lot of people gunning for the title Lot of people trying to take us viral I'm just trying to have a nice night, though Waiter brought the check for the meal She said, "babe, I think there was a typo" Nah girl, I got it, that's light though I could show you bigger things than that It's gon' be a minute 'til I'm back Let me give you images that last AMEX had a limit in the past I had plenty women in the past I done plenty sinnin' in the past You don't need to know, but you can ask Stickin' on your backstage pass All access 'cause you bad You could go wherever with that ass Show, to the shower, to the truck Truck, to the club, for the party You go in first with your girls 'Cause I don't know who's out there watching But I do know one thing though Women they come they go Saturday, through Sunday, Monday Monday, Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway On this one way Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean? Too early, maybe later you can show me things You know what it is, whenever I visit Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight? Will I see you at the show tonight?