| She walked in
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| They locked eyes and I knew it was on sight
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| All the guys they wait
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| For every girl they lay
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| But he’s got eyes on the new girl
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| There must be some condoms in my ride
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| This be my condo for the night
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| I feel so cool, high
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| When I’m with you oh, high
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| You’re my muse, so fly
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| The perfect contradiction, high
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| My American beauty
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| Going through withdrawal
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| Pulling my hair out, I need you so badly
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| I heard them Colombian things take you there.
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| But I prefer my shit homegrown
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| Come down, then I’m back again for round two
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| I couldn’t recognize the new do
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| I’ma love you like I used to, I ain’t afraid of nirvana
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| No come down, now I’m back again for round three
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| It’s amazing how you know me
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| Well it’s a beautiful OD
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| I ain’t afraid of nirvana too, high
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| When I’m with you oh, high
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| You’re my muse, so fly
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| The perfect contradiction, high
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| My American beauty
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| Ooh ahh
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| I spent so much loot to get fly on my pimpin
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| I’m hoping that the gas don’t run out in my whippington
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| I spent so much loot to get fly on my pimpin
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| I’m hoping that the gas don’t run out yeah
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| (…and Pippen goes flying!)
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| Spent so much loot to get fly on my Pippen
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| Im hoping that the gas don’t run out, waiting for you to get fly
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| You must don’t have gas
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| I’m cool, so fly
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| The perfect contradiction, high
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| My American beauty
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| Home of the brave, they shot up the rave
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| We shot back, now that toupee missing
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| Home of the brave, they shot up the rave
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| New blood on that wood grain glisten |