Check it, check it, check it, check it
The gloss on my lips
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And the fit of my jeans
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And the make of my car
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And my je ne sais quoi
Check it, check it, check it, check it, come on
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it
Check the blush on my cheek
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And the boys on my phone
Pack it, pack it, pack it, pack it
And the shape of my ass
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And the face that I make
When you wreck it, wreck it, wreck it, come on
Check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it
The dew on my skin
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And the weight of the world
Check it, check it, check it, check it
And the wind in your hair
Check it, check it, check it, check it
Jesus died on the cross
Bless Him, bless Him, bless Him, bless Him, come on
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it, check it
Check it, check it, check it, check it
The gloss on my lips
And the fit of my jeans
And the make of my car
And my je ne sais quoi
And the weight of the world
And the wind in your hair
Jesus died on the cross
Bless Him, bless Him, bless Him, bless Him, come on
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101
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Bitch Ball Out
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Brutalist
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Check It
Check it, check it, check it, check it The gloss on my lips Check it, check it, check it, check it And the fit of my jeans Check it, check it, check it, check it And the …