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Don't Alarm Me (feat. Youthlovefreedom & Petty) Video (MV)




Performed By: Reggie Sinatra
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Allen Ramirez, Dennis Ballew, Jonathan Pettiford
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Reggie Sinatra - Don't Alarm Me (feat. Youthlovefreedom & Petty) Lyrics
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Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Big bank, baby dump them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
You sounding too scary
Money come round like merry go
Out with the bag like where he go
I'm on the jump like Mario
So dramatic like it's Figaro
There he go
Only going blank as we J blowing
Mind scolding when we hand holding
Pony boy to remain so golden
In case you cold you didn't know it's snowing
Snow up on my neck
The crystal coming straight from Czech
And it's f*ck, f*ck niggas, but too real, I'm in my flesh
Yes
Honey like she Gretel
Honeys counting several
Make that ass clap, alchemy is too full metal
So it's silky with the Gucci, damn my shoulders hit the Diddy
Yeah you can't mess with my Zelda, no you can't mess with my city
F*ck
She don't ever spark
She don't ever come to see me and we never even talk
Ain't that some shit
Ain't that some shit
At least I
At least I got
At least I got
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Tell them I don't f*ck with folk who don't know when to stop
Tell them straight up in they face you ain't down like a rock
On the phone they pussyfooting swear I just wanna talk
They really wanna sub the boy, but I really don't give a f*ck
Baby you know that you special
Why you tryna start some shit
And why you being extra
I cant trust things niggas cause they not on my level
I'm always moving forward got my foot on the petal
I can't even think straight you got me going crazy
I be counting racks this shit is always on the daily
Look into my eyes and tell me I'm ya baby
What you doing girl I been craving you lately
I'm going through the motions you can never catch me in the mix
Chef-in up in the stu, I'm deadly with the chopsticks
Nike on the fit
Bitch I'm f*cking litt
Bitch I'm so wavy you can say I got the drip
So baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
On me
On me
Pull up on me
Pull up on me
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
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English

Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Big bank, baby dump them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
You sounding too scary
Money come round like merry go
Out with the bag like where he go
I'm on the jump like Mario
So dramatic like it's Figaro
There he go
Only going blank as we J blowing
Mind scolding when we hand holding
Pony boy to remain so golden
In case you cold you didn't know it's snowing
Snow up on my neck
The crystal coming straight from Czech
And it's f*ck, f*ck niggas, but too real, I'm in my flesh
Yes
Honey like she Gretel
Honeys counting several
Make that ass clap, alchemy is too full metal
So it's silky with the Gucci, damn my shoulders hit the Diddy
Yeah you can't mess with my Zelda, no you can't mess with my city
F*ck
She don't ever spark
She don't ever come to see me and we never even talk
Ain't that some shit
Ain't that some shit
At least I
At least I got
At least I got
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Tell them I don't f*ck with folk who don't know when to stop
Tell them straight up in they face you ain't down like a rock
On the phone they pussyfooting swear I just wanna talk
They really wanna sub the boy, but I really don't give a f*ck
Baby you know that you special
Why you tryna start some shit
And why you being extra
I cant trust things niggas cause they not on my level
I'm always moving forward got my foot on the petal
I can't even think straight you got me going crazy
I be counting racks this shit is always on the daily
Look into my eyes and tell me I'm ya baby
What you doing girl I been craving you lately
I'm going through the motions you can never catch me in the mix
Chef-in up in the stu, I'm deadly with the chopsticks
Nike on the fit
Bitch I'm f*cking litt
Bitch I'm so wavy you can say I got the drip
So baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
On me
On me
Pull up on me
Pull up on me
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
Big racks, baby put them on me
Calm down, don't alarm me
We just getting started
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it back
Bring your ass to my house
Don't get too excited
Don't know what you are on about
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Writer: Allen Ramirez, Dennis Ballew, Jonathan Pettiford
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