| Baby I’m a loner
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| I really need your love
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| Baby I’m a stoner
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| I really need your drugs
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| When I come around
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| And you leave the door ajar
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| And I lay you down
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| But tonight I’m way too far
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| I know you’re paranoid of me
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| You’re rare rare I act accordingly
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| Your ass magical to me
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| Will still get fatter probably
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| Wednesday night ya going out and
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| Drinking doubles somewhere crowded
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| They text me to talk about them
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| You’re so loud
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| Shake your rings and your chains when you come
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| And you’ve got the blood spitting straight from my heart
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| When I’m doing work faraway from your love
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| And you send me photos that straight fuck me up
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| When you send nudes
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| Beep beep
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| When you send nudes
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| Beep beep
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| My name tattooed
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| On your boob, and I’ll do
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| What you do
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| Baby its your summer
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| You spend everyday outside
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| To get a lil' colour
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| Eating fruit drinking white wine
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| And then you come over
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| But you can’t come over tonight
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| Lets turn our lil' folder
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| Into a whole hard drive
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| That’s me I’m a fuckin' problem
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| Hatch me I come a crawlin
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| Let’s order a double coffin
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| For when we have trouble walking
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| Couldn’t make it in a second without ya
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| People way too depressed around here
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| Bathroom of a party texting me
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| Sexy pictures, I’m fuckin wicha
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| Shake your rings and your chains when you come
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| And you’ve the blood spitting straight from my heart
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| When I’m doing work faraway from your love
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| And you send me photos that straight fuck me up
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| When you send nudes
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| Beep beep
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| When you send nudes
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| Beep beep
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| My name tattooed
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| On your boob, and I’ll do
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| What you do
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| You mine
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| You send that — uh through
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| Cause' you can’t come through tonight
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| You mine
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| You send that — uh through
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| Cause' you can’t come through tonight |