| Take a deep breath
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| Let it fill up, fill up, fill up
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| Start dancing in the mirror
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| Like my little ballerina
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| Smoking on one til I hit the hallway
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| I can’t see my hands in front of my face
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| Always
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| We can sip slow
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| When ya get two lives
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| Dancing by yourself
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| While they playing 2 Live
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| Tell her lay low
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| 'Fore it get too live
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| Can’t hang with the gang
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| Cause the crew live
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| We don’t need no plans, up on this Friday
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| I got 10 on gas, if you come my way
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| Faded, while she dance, sittin' sideways
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| Only if you let it go
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| Only if she let’s you though
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| We can sip slow
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| When ya get two lives
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| Dancing by yourself
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| While they playing 2 Live
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| Tell her lay low
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| 'Fore it get too live
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| Can’t hang with the gang
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| Cause the crew live
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| And we can fly this plane
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| Or bump the highway
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| I can’t open up, just like my eyelids
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| Work me, it’s so sweet when you go sour
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| Only if you let her know
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| But, only if she let’s you know
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| We can sip slow
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| When ya get two lives
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| Dancing by yourself
|
| While they playing 2 Live
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| Tell her lay low
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| 'Fore it get too live
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| Can’t hang with the gang
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| Cause the crew live |