| Yeah!
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| Ok
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| It’s 5quad!
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| Lets goo!
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| You’ve been on my mind on my mind all day
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| Tell me shawty that you wanna swing my way
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| I gotta be straight with you baby no chase
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| Now let me put a smile on that pretty little face
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| What you think about you and me?
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| Somewhere kissing on a private beach
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| Watching the sun set
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| Getting our feet wet
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| Taking turns, telling our biggest secrets
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| Like whoaaaaaa
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| When it feels this right
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| It’s something that your heart does know
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| I feel it beating girl it’s about to explode
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| You got me like
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You blow my mind and it sounds like this
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You light me up with your cherry bomb lips
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| Houston, I think we have a problem
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| Call the bomb squad
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| We’ve got a live one
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| Boom chicka boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You blow my mind like
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| Tic, tic
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| Now you fly like a model airplane
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| So wherever you land that will be the runway
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| And baby girl you bad so you know they gonna hate
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| Don’t pay them the mind tell them I’m attracted to the game
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| Whatcha think about you and me?
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| At the mall on a shopping spree
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| Gettin' your hair done
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| And your nails did
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| Nah don’t worry 'bout the tag you know I got this
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| Like whoaaaaaa
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| When it feels this right
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| It’s something that your heart does know
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| I feel it beating girl its about to explode
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| You got me like
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You blow my mind and it sounds like this
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You light me up with your cherry bomb lips
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| Houston, I think we have a problem
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| Call the bomb squad
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| We got a live one
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yea
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| You blow my mind like
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| Tic, tic
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| Oh my you are fine
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| Don’t blow up the spot
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| Stop and drop and roll it
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| If you know that you’re hot
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| Tamale!
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| Everybody run for cover
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| She a bombshell
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| We can all thank her mother
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| Hey, ya love like a grenade
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| And we kill these buggaboos
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| Like a can of bug spray
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| Together we’re atomic
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| Leave you?
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| Never
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| Hold you in my arms
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| We can blow up together
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| Boom!
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| Like whoaaaaaa
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| When it feels this right
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| It’s something that your heart does know
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| I feel it beating girl its 'bout to explode
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| You got me like
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You blow my mind and it sounds like this
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You light me up with your cherry bomb lips
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| Houston, I think we have a problem
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| Call the bomb squad we’ve got a live one
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| Boom chicka boom boom
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| You the bomb chick yeah
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| You blow my mind like
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| Tic tic tic tic, boom!
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| You blow my mind like
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| Tic tic tic tic, boom!
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| You blow my mind like
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| Tic tic tic tic, boom!
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| You blow my mind like
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| Tic tic tic tic, boom! |