| We’ll all fly
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| Maybe we should talk about it offline
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| As I’m crying to my guitar, I
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| Think about your face, the stars, the cars
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| It was parked, oh my God, I’m in love
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| No breakin', no breakin', no breakin' up
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| What a metaphor, metaphor, metaphor
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| Tryna save us, but I don’t want to say too much
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| Swear to God, it’s for you got it, you incredible, my God
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| Thought you were an angel, girl, I’m gullible
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| Huddling in the winter
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| A lot of sailing in the summer
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| Scared to tell you, I’m in love with you
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| Rubber band and throwing hundreds for you
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| Get it if you want it
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| Girl, I hope you feeling comfortable
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| I gotta switch it up a fly fucker 'bout these other fools
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| Gotta swish, swish
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| Chasing angle, I know you acute
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| And a rebel tough
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| Every night we at Elle Avenue
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| I gotta switch it up
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| Time after time, in my mind
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| Run around the corner and it’s you I find
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| Ooh, girl, goddamn you look fine
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| What a nigga gotta do to make you mine
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| No breakin', no breakin', no breakin' up
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| What a metaphor, metaphor, metaphor
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| Tryna save us I don’t want to say too much
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| Swear to God it’s for you, got it you incredible, my God
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| Why do you gotta lie, girl, why
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| Send ya boy the addy, I’ll arrive
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| This ain’t a party, girl, this is every night
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| I just hit a lick a vibe
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| I just take a sip to feel alive
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| I been on the trips you wanna try
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| Baby girl, you got me having hypnotized
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| 'Cause you always running on my mind |