| I feel like Maradona in '86
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| I’ll score, the drama you’re making miss
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| What for? |
| All the craziness that comes out the lady’s lips
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| Galore, galore, galore
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| Get up, get out and get better baby
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| Get up, get out and get better baby
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| Get up, get out and get better baby
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| Soon as I trip in the door
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| Bell Biv DeVoe
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| Big butt and a smile like whoa
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| Whoa, wait, why am I trippin' though?
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| My lust conditional, strictly visual
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| Whoa, wait, where did you wind up
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| Whippin' out your wounds from my curveball windups
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| Up, up, up and away
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| Butterflies a play where the people just parlay
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| Lay, lay, lay it down ludicrous clown
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| Pounds of baggage you be carrying around
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| Round, round, we go again
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| No sight of an end
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| And that’s frightening friend, for real
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| Gorgeous face, gruesome grins
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| I try to cleanse with water but the Gremlins win
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| When, when, when you wanna weather the storm
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| Cause turbulent winds are forever the norm
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| Her teardrops watered the lawn
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| As I pushed this paradox we just paddle along
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| A long way we gotta go
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| Started with a trip now it’s domino
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| A long way we gotta go
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| Started with a trick now we trickin' ourselves crazy
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| Bae, bae, baby I’ll take a bullet for ya
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| Even if I gotta pull it for ya
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| Bae, bae, baby I’ll take a bullet for ya
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| Even if I gotta pull it for ya
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| Baby I’ll take a bullet for ya
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| Uh huh, even if I gotta pull it for ya
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| I’ll take a bullet for ya
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| Go ‘head and aim |