| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| Biking down the street
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| Cars in front of me
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| All I want to see is you bikini dreams
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| Mushroom leather seats
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| A part of my energy
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| I pray for my enemies
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| Fly high as my fantasies
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| Roll up the medicine
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| We both exhale in the breeze
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| I let you top of the crib
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| Watch the sunset on the beach
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| Your kaleidoscope eyes so pretty, baby
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| Fuck 'em
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| Weed wack go home
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| Just land from snow (it's cold)
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| Bling bling rose gold (gold)
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| Wavey Baby you should know (know)
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| What we gonna do tomorrow
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| Need to see you when in a bra
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| Different colors switch cars
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| They still pissed off
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| Hit your porch with a dozen roses
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| And a couple quarts of crystals
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| This ain’t no sentimental bop
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| Put a walk on the rocks
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| And a watch with the rocks
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| Thick wad for the knots
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| Girl I’m waiting on your call
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| I hope I see you tomorrow
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| Pink hot springs, starry night
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| Baby you got that vibe
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| To get a joka back by 5
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| Is that an Oak tree or rainbow?
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| Real voice sound like Beethoven
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| Had to facetime
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| I got like 5 6 cars you pissed off
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| I was dumb young
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| When I saw love I’ll run from it
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| I was throwin up cause I couldn’t stomach it
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| All the big blunts and bigger picture
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| Now I’m cryin to your sister
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| Girl you’re such a swift hitter
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| Champagne in the sippy cup
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| I was turned down but I was dripped up
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| With a tie-dye with a fitted as fuck
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| Probably see me in a cyber truck
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| With a pilly tuck and a Virgil duffle
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| In a plastic Imma tear it out
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| Back then I was scared as hell
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| But a young nigga growing up
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| If they talkin now we gonna air it out
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything
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| You’re my everything |