This is a song about "Close"

I think that she knows

You're getting too close

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Jesus what a fucking close call,

I don’t do nothing but ball

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Ay yo you wonder who i are

And naw i'm not the best but dammit i'm close

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You get close but no cigar

Know you want me to fall

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those