| Love it’s like magic
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| Locked in mystery
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| You always being witch
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| You’re a Halloween treat
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| I can never get enough
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| Your love is like a drug
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| Baby, you’re my haunted house
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| My heart will stay forever now
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| Never ghost you, bitch, I mean without you (Boobies!)
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| L-O-V-E Y-O-U
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| Forever and ever, is what you mean to me
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| You’re the key to my heart cause your love it set me free
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| Cause you do something that I just can’t explain
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| Love it’s like magic when it hits, to feel no pain
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| Love melts her heart like the middle of summer
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| The crawl was change from
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| She’s sweet like popsicles
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| Love melts her heart like the middle of summer
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| The crawl was change from
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| She’s sweets, she’s sweet like popsicles
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| On and on and on (Last forever)
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| Our hearts will never part (Our hearts will never sever)
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| Highs and lows (We always be together)
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| Call me a master (I always give you pleasure)
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| It’s seems so familiar (My love I has immature)
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| I keep you warn (Warn it’s wetter weather)
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| Being my trust in you (But you’re my treasure)
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| I bringing this song for you
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| Cause you do something that I just can’t explain
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| Love it’s like magic when it hits to feel numb pain
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| Love melts her heart like the middle of summer
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| The crawl was change from
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| She’s sweet like popsicles
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| Love melts her heart like the middle of summer
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| The crawl was change from
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| She’s sweets (Yo), she’s sweet like popsicles
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| I can taste a rainbow
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| Her pussy taste like Skittles
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| The way my tongue jiggles
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| Hotter than hell, I sizzle
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| I am the pussy killa
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| But honeys call me Triple
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| I’m gonna raise hell, you can hear the bacon sizzle
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| I get it poppin'
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| Triple little popsicle
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| Way she 'round my dick, yo, I swear it was a bicycle
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| She got the flame and the silver
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| Sweet and then I’m like shiver
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| I never trick, I only treat
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| Cause you do something that I just can’t explain
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| Love it’s like magic when it hits to feel numb pain
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| Love melts her heart like the middle of summer
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| The crawl was change from
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| She’s sweet like popsicles
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| Love melts her heart like the middle of summer
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| The crawl was change from
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| She’s sweets, she’s sweet like popsicles |