| In to-to-to-toxication
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| In to-to-to-toxication
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| You’re a whole new kind of
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| We gotta hold it up
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| ‘Cause we lose too many loves livin' this way
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| Yeah this bottle service got me nervous
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| Got me poppin' verses spittin' sermons
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| They call it heaven when you’re seven deep and stumbling
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| It’s so upsetting when forgetting isn’t humbling
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| We hold it up
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| ‘Cause we’ll never leave the club livin' this way
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| You see me lookin' over
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| Never seen a body that good before
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| Liquor’s smooth but I want you more
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| You’re a whole new kind of
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| In to-to-to-toxication
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| You’re to-to-to-touch amazing
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| In to-to-to-toxication
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| You’re a whole new kind of
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| Hold it up
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| We’ve been fightin' with the night livin' this way
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| Yeah a little slow a little motion
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| They gettin' stoned they rollin' ocean
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| There’s somethin' hiding in this lighting we’ve been livin' in
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| So out of sight and out of mind the way you’re givin' it
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| Now hold it up
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| Cuz we’ll never get above livin' this way
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| You see me lookin' over
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| Never seen a body that good before
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| Liquor’s smooth but I want you more |
| You’re a whole new kind of
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| In to-to-to-toxication
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| You’re to-to-to-touch amazing
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| In to-to-to-toxication
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| You’re a whole new kind of
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| Everyone drop, two drop, three drop, four
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| Everyone drop to the floor
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| Everyone drop, two drop, three drop, four
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| Everyone drop to the floor
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| Everyone drop, two drop, three drop, four
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| Everyone drop to the floor
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| Everyone drop, two drop, three drop, four
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| Everyone drop to the floor |