| I promise to be here
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| For worse or for better
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| These diamonds really mean that we’ll stand the pressure
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| It’s not always easy, but nonetheless
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| I’m sticking with you
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us
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| 'Til death do us
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| 'Til death do us part
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| Yeah, okay, I can’t believe we made it, uh
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| Went from datin' to «save the dates» then
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| Invitations to wedding showers
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| From «this is mine» to «this is ours»
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| Like, sheesh!
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| How much it be for the flowers?
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| I’ma need to work OT hours
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| I know you stressin' 'bout the guest list
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| But they all gon' love how the dress fit
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| I know your whole fam warned me
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| But I ain’t pay for all this food to not eat
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| Hey! |
| Best man, hit 'em with the speech
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| Hey! |
| Bridesmaid, get up on your feet
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| Hey! |
| We dancin' now, but might stumble
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| 'Cause e’rybody got like one drunk uncle
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| Jump in, let’s flex for the pic
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| We lookin' so good, make our exes sick
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| Ugh!
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| I promise to be here
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| For worse or for better
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| These diamonds really mean that we’ll stand the pressure
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| It’s not always easy, but nonetheless
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| I’m sticking with you
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us
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| 'Til death do us
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| 'Til death do us part
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| Hey! |
| Hey!
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| E’rybody in the left hand club
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| Go ahead, put your left hand up
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| And if you can’t by yourself
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| Two step in the name of love, huh
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| I choose you (Uh) everyday
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| I’ll never go, never go, never go
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| I’ll never go MIA (Yeah) (Uh)
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| This my vow (Yeah), cross my heart
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| And I’m down with ya
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us part
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| 'Til death do us
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| 'Til death do us
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| 'Til death do us part
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Huh, break it down, talk to 'em, c’mon
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| Everything around us keeps breaking down (Oh)
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| But we ain’t gonna let it take us out (Oh, yeah)
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| 'Cause our love is built on solid ground
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| In my arms, yeah, you’ll be safe and sound
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| We ain’t waitin' no more, it’s our time
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh
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| (We'll stop right here)
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| No, no, no, no, no, no
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| I think I just heard 'em say
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| «Our shawty caught her third bouquet»
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| «Move over! |
| Give someone else a chance!» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Til Death (no guitars) bounce.mp3 , by - Andy Mineo. Song from the album Work in Progress, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп