| Hey, I’m tellin' her, «Hey»
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| Tellin' her, «Hey»
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| I’m tellin' her, «Hey, hey, can you be mine?» |
| (Can you be mine?)
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| Just seen you at the party and you look so fine (So fine)
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| My thoughts get wrapped around, I’m stuck inside my head
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| (I'm stuck inside my head)
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| I know that’s over now, but I still my
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face (Face)
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love (Over love)
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| Tell me, how are you not over love? |
| (Over love)
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| Protectin' my heart with lik all that I have
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| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put on in his back
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love
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| Tell me, how are you not over love?
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| Protectin' my heart with like all that I have
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| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put one in his back
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| Uh
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| Ride around, ride around my town, now go
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| Ride around, ride around my town, now go
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| Fallin' down, choppers with the extendos
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| Broken heart, all the pieces on the floor
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| There’s blood in my eyes, from the top and I seen all of your lies
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| Yeah, fuck everything on my mind (No)
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| Think about all of the time, all time that we shared from the start
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| Made love in the dark (Woah)
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| Let it off, you a star, (Woah) and I know you are
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| I’m tellin' her, «Hey, hey, can you be mine?» |
| (Can you be mine?)
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| Just seen you at the party and you look so fine (So fine)
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| My thoughts get wrapped around, I’m stuck inside my head
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| (I'm stuck inside my head)
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| I know that’s over now, but I still my
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face (Face)
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love (Over love)
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| Tell me, how are you not over love? |
| (Over love)
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| Protectin' my heart with like all that I have
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| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put one in his back
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love
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| Tell me, how are you not over love?
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| Protectin' my heart with like all that I have
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| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put one in his back
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| I never took her for the party type
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| Smokin' OG strong, I’ma love this type
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| Gotta ask that lil' bitch what her tongue like
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| Pretty brown skin went with my crib tonight
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| She wear a pair, we walkin' on a cloud
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| I’ll walk off a cliff for a bitch that would try to drag me down
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| But it’s still «Fuck love» in the air and I mean that shit with my heart
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| Not my head
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| Smoke some Backwoods and the Sticky
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| I’ve been thinkin' 'bout why you ain’t with me
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| Faded, oh, floatin' away (Floatin' away right now)
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| Yeah, no (Yeah, right now)
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| I’m tellin' her, «Hey, hey, can you be mine?» |
| (Can you be mine?)
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| Just seen you at the party and you look so fine (So fine)
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| My thoughts get wrapped around, I’m stuck inside my head
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| (I'm stuck inside my head)
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| I know that’s over now, but I still my
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love
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| Tell me, how are you not over love?
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| Protectin' my heart with like all that I have
|
| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put one in his back
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love
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| Tell me, how are you not over love?
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| Protectin' my heart with like all that I have
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| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put one in his back
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| I’m fallin' flat on my face
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| Fallin' down 'cause I’m over love
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| Tell me, how are you not over love?
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| Protectin' my heart with like all that I have
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| New Gucci duffel, lil' stick in this bag
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| I see that boy Cupid, put one in his back |