Raj Dior - Private Getaway

Okay okay!
Lets go lets go
Lets go lets go
Okay okay!

Private getaway onna beach
Me and you, you nasty
I aint complaining
Screaming you love me
From the back im blasting
She want all my babies
Told me stop sneaking roun wit those hoes
Cuz aint no proper replacement
Would you really hold me down if i was broke?
Are you the one thats gone save me?

Okay!
I wont lie to you if i fuck up and cheat yea ill tell you the truth
If you fuck up and leave wouldnt know what to do
Not heart broken just a lil confused
Got in my bag for a lil minute i was gone
But im Back now private getaway onna beach or an island
Baby how that sound?

Private getaway onna beach
Me and you, you nasty
I aint complaining
Screaming you love me
From the back im blasting
She want all my babies
Told me stop sneaking roun wit those hoes
Cuz aint no proper replacement
Would you really hold me down if i was broke
Are you the one thats gone save me

Okay!
I wont lie to you if i fuck up and cheat yea ill tell you the truth
If you fuck up and leave wouldnt know what to do
Not heart broken just a lil confused
Got in my bag for a lil minute i was gone
But im Back now private getaway onna beach or an island
Baby how that sound?

I know you dont hate me you love me
Shit!
I know dat we good
It aint no strings attached i could do what
But lately been missing your vibe
Missing your smile
Yea i missed the times when i slide in before i Tell you to ride it
Shit
She like making money i like making money
I told her dat we could get riches together
From rags to the riches my lil mama trippin
She sayin she love me forever
And i aint no hoe but never get rid of a bitch
Das gone love you forever
I learnt the hard way shoulda listened when my Dawg said it
I hate havin mood swings
Dont tell me im useless
I think its time to put me back
Put me back in my bag
And dont look back
Cuz im up and they mad
Why would you hate and this shits what i work for?
Niggas they jackin im blessed
I guess that im blessed but im up and im next
And yall niggas know all the rest
Talk to me nice or dont talk at all
I be drippin too much when i step onna scene
My shawty and then left the call
Then she sent me a message i left it on seen
Yea do not disturb dont call my phone
Jus leave me alone yea ima get back to you
Leave me a message ill give you a call
I hate when they worry bout me
Nigga im great, gucci!
Valentino but im drippin in gucci
I like offwhite but my friends hate gucci
I take my ls like a boss
All of my wins yea you might never see em
So discreet ion even wanna meet ya shit
Unless you payin for a feature

Crib ina hills
3 Of the lamb trucks
They all look the same
But all of em stand out
Oh they jack im they man now
Oh these niggas be fans now
Na wait bro im trippin
These niggas been fans ever since we started

Private getaway onna beach
Me and you, you nasty
I aint complaining
Screaming you love me
From the back im blasting
She want all my babies
Told me stop sneaking around wit those hoes
Cuz aint no proper replacement
Would you really hold me down if i was broke
Are you the one thats gone save me

Okay!
I wont lie to you if i fuck up and cheat yea ill tell You the truth
If you fuck up and leave wouldnt know what to do
Not heart broken just a lil confused
Got in my bag for a lil minute i was gone but im back now
Private getaway onna beach or an island
Baby how that sound?

You nasty
I aint complainin
Im blastin
Wanna have my babies
Lets go
Lets go lets go lets go
Lets go
Lets go lets go lets go

Written by:
Suraj Campbell

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