| You’re simply wonderful
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| Next minute you’re complicated
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| You’re candy-sugar coated wrath
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| Fucking psychopath
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| Why in the fuck are you mad?
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| Remember the fun that we had?
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| That was like minutes ago
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| Why is that gun in yo bag?
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| Why do you reach in yo bag?
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| You should just think for a minute
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| Girl, you more heated than skinner
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| And girl I can feel it
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| But shooting and killing
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| Don’t bring what you missing
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| That’s probably Jesus
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| I pray that you listen
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| Don’t blang out, blang out
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| All I wanna do is hang out, hangout
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| But you wanna see me with my brains out, brains out
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| What I’m saying now, space-out space-out
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| Cause I need fifty feet or fifty receipts
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| For all the time I spent
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| When I was hanging the beats
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| Girls call me duck when I’m with the geese
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| Don’t call her bluff
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| She may see your decease
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| Dear god
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| You’re simply wonderful
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| Next minute you’re complicated
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| You’re candy-sugar coated wrath
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| Fucking Psychopath
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| But I love you, (fucking psychopath)
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| And I hate you. |
| (Psycho killer, psychopath)
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| But I love you, (fucking psychopath)
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| And I hate you. |
| (Psycho killer, psychopath)
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| But I love you
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| (lemme come down real quick, catch my breath
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| Ok, here we go.)
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| How in the fuck we got here?
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| I’ve seen more rain than the deer
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| You can make rain in the club
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| But you can’t make your skies clear
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| And you said this was yo year
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| But you let the Devil interfere
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| Projecting every fear
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| You say you never care
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| But all I see is care
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| You let yo ass show
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| Commando underwear
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| That booty bigger and wider than all outdoors
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| In the rav 4
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| Let me smash mo
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| In yo indo
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| (In the rav 4)
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| Swing, you naked
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| Me think sexual innduendo
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| I was that teenager throwing rocks at your window
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| Just to get attention
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| And now you throwing shots hoping that I drop my tempo
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| You’re simply wonderful
|
| Next minute you’re complicated
|
| You’re candy-sugar coated wrath
|
| Fucking Psychopath
|
| But I love you, (fucking psychopath)
|
| And I hate you. |
| (Psycho killer, psychopath)
|
| But I love you, (fucking psychopath)
|
| And I hate you. |
| (Psycho killer, psychopath)
|
| But I love you
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| Daaaaamn
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| Why you gotta do me like that?
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| (like that, like that)
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| Staring at the moon-roof in my spaceship
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| Reminiscing how things went
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| Give to all your defiant
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| All I need to say is
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| Daaaaamn
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| Why you gotta do me like that?
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| (like that, like that)
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| Get to playing the blame game
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| But we’ll all do the same thing
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| Doesn’t mean I’m a psycho
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| Daaaaamn
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| Why you gotta do me like that?
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| Daaaaamn |