| Ah! |
| Céline
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| You don’t know just what you do to me
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| Any time I see you it’s in my dreams
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| I’m just tryna make you mon ami
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| Wow! |
| Céline
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| You don’t know just what you do to me
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| Everytime I see you it’s in my dreams
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| I’m just tryna make you mon ami
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| Got my head rushin' like cigarettes
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| Her nigga gone, Auf Wiedersehen
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| No babe, I ain’t got a milli yet
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| But I’m blowin' on the internet
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| I don’t really do feelings yet
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| But you gettin' kinda thicc, yea
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| Tell me you ever had rich sex
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| Tell me you ever had rich sex
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| Girl I know
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| You fucking with that sauce
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| Did the talk you rocking let me know?
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| First off when I seen ya
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| Could tell that I needed ya
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| Jourdan Dunn with the features
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| I’m tryna get in something deeper
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| Ah! |
| Céline
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| You don’t know just what you do to me
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| Any time I see you it’s in my dreams
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| I’m just tryna make you mon ami
|
| Wow! |
| Céline
|
| You don’t know just what you do to me
|
| Everytime I see you it’s in my dreams
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| I’m just tryna make you mon ami
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| Ah, oh Céline
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| You don’t know just what you do to me
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| Wow, oh Céline
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| You don’t know just what you do to me |