Jacquees- Think about it

Year Round’ By Trey Songz (Unreleased Track)

Jacquees - Fasho (Fisherrr Quemix)

Nash B & Jacquees - Flames

Pulled up clean, sunset candy paint
Ocean Drive in the headlights, 808s in the tank
She wore gold hoops, mango scent in the air
Balenciaga heels, she didn’t even care

Vice Rum on her lips, mind full of sparks
Said she came from Haiti, tryna heal old scars
Met at the Malibu Club, and she danced in reverse
Told me “boy you big big trouble,” but she loved the curse

We sippin’ Luc Belaire, stars in the glass
She said, “Don’t chase me, baby—I'm watchin' yo ass”
Moët in her motion, smooth like a criminal
I asked for an answer, she went subliminal

Met an angel in Vice City
Neon lights they look so pretty
Ocean breeze kissin' her hair, so silky
Told me not to fall, I guess I fell too quickly
Now I'm ridin' solo, she once rode with me

Starfish nights, we were floatin' in sin
Told her my secrets, she locked 'em within
Vice City goddess, gone with the wind
Met her in Vice—never saw her again

We hit Versetti Lounge, lowkey with the charm
She whispered “I like danger” as she tugged on my arm
Leather seats hot, in the foreign we slid
She laughed like a melody I swore I once did

Took her to Starfish, views like heavenly greens
She said, “These rich boys day fake and shit
I'm chasin' real world scenes”
In the moon’s confession, she laid my heart bare
She disappeared at dawn, like she was never there

Stars in the glass
She said, “Don’t chase me, baby—I'm watchin' yo ass”
Moët in her motion, smooth like a criminal
I asked for an answer, she went subliminal

Met an angel in Vice City
Neon lights they look so pretty
Ocean breeze kissin' her hair, so silky
Told me not to fall, I guess I fell too quickly
Now I'm ridin' solo, she once rode with me

Starfish nights, we were floatin' in sin
Told her my secrets, she locked 'em within
Vice City goddess, gone with the wind
Met her in Vice—never saw her again

Was she real, or just a fever dream?
A figment of my imagination, focused like a laser beam
Was it love, or was it Henny and the moist humidity?
Did she act like she meant it, or was she playin' with me?
Malibu closed, and the strip got cold
But I still hear her voice dripping rich with gold

We sippin’ Luc Belaire, stars in the glass
She said, “Don’t chase me, baby—I'm watchin' yo ass”
Moët in her motion, smooth like a criminal
I asked for an answer, she went subliminal

Met an angel in Vice City
Neon lights they look so pretty
Ocean breeze kissin' her hair, so silky
Told me not to fall, I guess I fell too quickly
Now I'm ridin' solo, she once rode with me

Starfish nights, we were floatin' in sin
Told her my secrets, she locked 'em within
Vice City goddess, gone with the wind
Met her in Vice—never saw her again

Year Round’ By Trey Songz (Unreleased Track)

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