| I met her once
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| «Hello, how you doin' and where you been at?»
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| I think I got a problem with fuckin' bitches that don’t care, don’t laugh
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| And never had no love in they life
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| Ooh-ooh, high off my rocker
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| She get wet like water so I keep her on my roster
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| Ooh-ooh-woah, she a eater
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| Shawty want drugs, not love, can you believe her?
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| Ooh-ooh, high off my rocker
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| She get wet like water so I keep her on my roster
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| Ooh-ooh-woah, she a eater
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| Shawty want drugs, not love, can you believe her?
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| Is it possible to love you right?
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| My heart turned stone, cold like ice
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| I fucked her good after the party, now that bitch night-night
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| Goodbye, good times, I know they’ll always end
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| I’m trapped in a trance with a demon whore
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| I get money all the time, but I’d rather have more
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| Just a couple foreign hoes in this foreign four-door
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| I could offer her the world, but she’d rather have more (Haha)
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| I got rich all by myself, so how you think I need a whore?
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| (Think I need a whore right now)
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| Broken heart and I’m not wanting you no more
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| Ooh-ooh, high off my rocker
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| She get wet like water so I keep her on my roster
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| Ooh-ooh-woah
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| Shawty want drugs, not love, can you believe her?
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| Ooh-ooh, high off my rocker
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| She get wet like water so I keep her on my roster
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| Ooh-ooh-woah
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| Shawty want drugs, not love, can you believe her? |