| Alright turn everything in the mixer
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| Let’s go
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| Woah Woah
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| Woah Woah
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| You really got glow
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| Woah Woah
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| You really got glow oh ohhh
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| This issss
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| You shinin' like sun-rays
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| Go down
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| Let me see you go down
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| You shinin' like sun-rays
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| Go down
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| Let me see you go down
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| My beautiful sun-ray
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| We roll up in that place
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| She wants…
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| I had to roll up in my shades
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| Swagga sharper than a fade
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| Moving harder with her waist
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| Next time round I’ll bring her home
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| She’ll put your father in her days
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| I told my mama and my mates
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| Kwami and Ojay
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| She was lookin' hotter than a sauna in the place
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| In my corner thinkin' wait
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| Gyal you too bad
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| I could make you sun down
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| You shinin' like sunrays
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| Go down
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| Let me see you go down
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| You shinin' like sunrays
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| Go down
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| Let me see you go down
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| My beautiful sun-ray
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| I had to close my eyes
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| Imagine you’re my woman and imagine you’re my wife
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| And them bruddas over there got nothing on you with their ice
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| It was you that appeared when got said let there be light
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| Awkward
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| Because
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| Beep Beep
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| When you walk past
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| Too poor
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| Her number
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| It should be, with a superstar
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| Ay
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| So I’m a shooting star
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| Alright over here
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| Ice Cream
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| Kone
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| Should have saw the arse on her (yeah)
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| Told me take a picture it’ll last longer (uh huh)
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| Heart stopper (stopper)
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| In them polaroids
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| Think her name was Emily
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| Said she wants a Naughty Boy (behave)
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| I give her TLC when its chilly out
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| Caribbean girl you get the willy bounce (kaboom)
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| In the car, in the house (ina house)
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| Don’t take the Mickey, come gimme that Minnie Mouse (oh yeah)
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| Be my sunshine and I can be your starllight
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| Soon as we clocked eyes I knew it was our time
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| Dirty girl let me get you out them high jeans / hygiene
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| Fresh
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| So I’m a shootin' star
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| I was riding through my city when
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| I saw this pretty little thing
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| Shining like a sun-ray
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| Throwing shade on everything (ey)
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| Just to feel her on my skin I’d fly across the world
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| Right now it revolves around her
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| You were born a star so I give you your space
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| We should have a son
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| Maybe call him Ray
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| How you shine so frickin' bright
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| I feel the need to make it rain
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| It’s too soon to get engaged but let me give you a ring
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| Cause I can be your soul in your solar
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| Or I can be your moon when it goes dark
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| I chase you around the world like a myth
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| But when we kiss make a total eclipse (rah)
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| Ohhhhhh Haaaaaa
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| Ohhhhhh Eyeeeey
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| Krept
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| I can be your superman
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| If you wanna escape
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| Get it?
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| Superman. |
| S cape
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| We text late to get x-rated
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| You get naked we sex tape it
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| You orgasm (uhh) (Kaboom)
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| That’s you detonating
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| Girl are you feelin' me
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| Just had an epiphany
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| Gave her a hickey and D
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| Now its all hickory dickory
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| Touchin' and kissin' me
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| Do it like Yeezy and Kimberly
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| D was so big when I pulled it out
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| She was like, don’t you belittle me
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| Nubian with a rare body
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| You shinin', well hair Johnny
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| I mean here’s a jimmy
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| What you here with me
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| Heated up now your hair’s frizzy
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| You a sun-ray, now let it burn
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| Bum shape, hella firm
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| She don’t even like pancake
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| But she wants some Krept tonight |