| Told her stay strong
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| Have you seen forever it ain’t long
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| Enough time to visit the Great Wall
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| Explore the world, get laid off
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| Lay on the sunshine, take a few days off to unwind
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| No phone bills just love lines
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| Take you out to Spain
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| Little pantanoc for lunchtime
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| So much theres no time to bust rhymes
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| Dining in the finest venues that I can send you, I mean bring you
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| I didn’t mean to offend you
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| Spend loot giving you jewels, fuck if the rent’s due
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| Rather shower you for an hour or two than have issues
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| Sitting 'round pissed cause I meant to
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| Kiss you, hug you, plus fucking love you
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| Lift you up like I drugged you, don’t rush, run you
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| Bathwater, light candles, pamper you
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| Do your laundry, watch Gondry,?
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| Walk beaches, no sandals, skinny-dip
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| Any shit you wanna do I’m with it
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| Hit me with a question, I answer with a no question
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| 'Cept give my love to another unless you wanna be…
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| Jealous
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| Of that love
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| Don’t be
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| Cause you ain’t gotta be nice
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| Spend some? |
| of that time
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| And I will surely spend mine
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| Don’t be
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| As corn' as it gets, we can even make porn if you wish
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| And treat every other morning like another foreign trip
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| Touring with you, champagne and orange juice
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| You know the game plan, no luggage, shopping when the plane land
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| With my Ray Bans on, buy you Fendis
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| Lamping somewhere where no feds can get me
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| Cooler than 8 fans rummaging the city
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| Make plans to visit, wherever you wanna give me these seeds at
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| And relax with no weed sacks
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| Take bling back to the states and make the cheese back
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| Living like we don’t need naps, no sleep 'til Brooklyn
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| Hopping the Atlantic, keep pushing
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| Cook up the Indian cuisine, eat pudding
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| Take you out to Cuba, buy whatever you look good in
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| Fuck if you like it or not! |
| Buy the shop
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| Keep shopping, take a limousine up the block
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| Many options, hella coppin', jet skis
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| Jet blue, just you and me, riding a jubilee
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| Spend loot like it’s really no Jew in me
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| Even in December it’s June to me
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| Hottie got a body you would croon to be with
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| Spoon, drink tea with
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| Fuck tunes, I just listen to you
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| Like the remix, TLC shit
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| Left Eye left wide open just so I can see bliss |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Be Jelly , by - Blu & Exile. Song from the album Give Me My Flowers While I Can Still Smell Them, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп