| La la la lala la la
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| La la lala la la, la la
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| La la lala la la, la la
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| Gimme that one time
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| Fight at the red light
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| Better go on and drive
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| Caught me on the red line
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| All night, all night
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| Gimme that one time
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| Fight at the red light
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| Better go on and drive
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| Caught me on the red line
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| All night, all night
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| Mm, ooh I, ooh I
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| Fuck all day and I freak all night
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| Never asked your name 'cause I ain’t got time
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| Mm no, ooh I, ooh I
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| Mm, ooh I, ooh I
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| Fuck all day and I freak all night
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| Never asked your name 'cause I ain’t got time
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| Mm no, ooh I, ooh I
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Who’s that bitch with the freaky fashion?
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Sex so good, make you wanna get married
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| I, yeah I
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| I see you call me back too late again
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| And right before my cell phone dead
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| You playing with my 1%, I
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| All the boys blowing up my phone
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| Ring ring ring, wanna take me home
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| Find the time and down below
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| You’re the only one I want
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| All the boys blowing up my phone
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| Ring ring ring, wanna take me home
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| Find the time and down below
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| You’re the only one I want
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| He call right back
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| I’mma let him tell that voicemail what he gon' do
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| And I’m lowkey ghosting
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| Leaving hope and praying that he get through
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| I call him back on my 1%
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| Meet me in my bed, let the shit get real
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| How’s it feel knowing I’m in your head and that I already sent
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Who’s that bitch with the freaky fashion?
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Sex so good, make you wanna get married
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| I, yeah I
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| I see you call me back too late again
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| And right before my cell phone dead
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| You playing with my 1%, I
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| Beat it
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| Love your lips on my liquor, go
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| Don’t it taste so sweet and low?
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| House-keeping
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| Running right back out the door
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| When they see you beat that kitty
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| Better keep it
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| Little secret on the low
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| How I ride that stud like a rodeo
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| Beat it
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| Love your lips on my liquor, go
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| Don’t it taste so sweet and low?
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Who’s that bitch with the freaky fashion?
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| I don’t wanna know
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| Sex so good, make you wanna get married
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| I, yeah I
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| I see you call me back too late again
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| And right before my cell phone dead
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| You playing with my 1%, I |