| Nothing else matters baby only you though
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| Your love got me so high I’m sittin' on Pluto
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| And she don’t care about those rumours that we’re told
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| And I keep her by my side like my blueberry gold
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| Yea she the one you wife up the one you settle down with
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| Roll up switch yea she a down chick
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| And she spend her nights at home and she in college
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| Up like sunny and sextin we cuddling
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| And she glad she with Me
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| Buy the whole store out for I got more bread then giffy
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| I’m a talking about all nighters baby girl no quickies
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| Watch I get you out them vickies
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| I was hopin you’d notice
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| The way that I like to
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| Have you around (Around yeah)
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| I can’t see no one else
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| It’s you by yourself, yea
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| In spite of the crowd
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| (Baby no one else matters)
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| Stay by my side Its all love when we be alone
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| Pretty face, nice shape like nia long
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| My better half a lot of things we agreeing on
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| And other women holla at me but I lead them on
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| And like a hot song you got the right features
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| And go shoppin, don’t worry about the price neither
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| Hot diva, walkin round in my wife beater
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| Them other bitches luke warm like a light fever
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| And you the one you ain’t nothing like them price skeezers
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| And I ain’t Michael Jackson but I treat it like beat it
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| Legs shakin while you bitin on a pillow, now you wet like a drizzle i get right
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| up in the middle
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| I, treat it good yea i treat it like it should be
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| If I ain’t have it baby, lost is what i would be
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| You the silent type, center fold model type
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| Ba-Baby momma type
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| I’m here to tell ya that
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| She got true religious on
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| But not for long… no
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| Me and baby making bedroom into a porno
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| Usually a guy like me four more
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| But I had to tone it down a little cause you so fly
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| Real talk why would I lie?
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| Plus your juciebox get me superman high
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| Where you at for the night
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| Tell your boyfriend you gonna for the night
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| I’ll be back if it’s tight
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| Hop on it right like the passenger side… in my car
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| You ever made love to a star?
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| I make it hot she in love and that’s a
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| I’m pushing her buttons she like my blackberry
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| I had to add her to my BPM
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| She heard about them black card boys we be them
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| I rep black card music BCM
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| They call me the rockstar can we be friends? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No One Else Matters , by - Gudda Gudda. Song from the album Guddaville, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп