She is aware of everything, she kills
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She would kill herself, kill herself
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The song doesn't stop, it twists
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I would love, love
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Oh, my love!
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All she wanted was to be driven by a bembara black
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In the city of negligence, among wolves like deer
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Grains fly, bottles and steam fly
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She is first in the booth, booths like a harem
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And I pay, don't give back
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Just turn it up, spin the tours
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The brothers around us are the strongest
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And you are a stronger cat than anyone else
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What you have under your back is like the trunk of a Phantom, bona
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You shine, you kill with curves under your pants
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You play, you twist, you break to the last atom
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And I would be there to nail him like Eric Cantona
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There is no evil in Pandora
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Evening with you, I have no sleep because of you
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And no luck, baby, nothing
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For the evening next to you, I'm ready for anything
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Okay, light up, come and see your gold and jewelry
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Only Gucci on you, Versace
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I see in you everything that entices me so much
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He looks at me and says, "Come on!"
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She's my bomb like a catacomb
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Like a bong ganja that works all day
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He says, "You're tall, that smells really good to you."
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Out of pocket, I would like to try Amsterdam, okay
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She would melt with me until dawn
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Just like ice at the bar
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She would like me to know that everyone else is no better
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To do everything dominantly
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Drive, throw me like a bang in the snow (Yeah!)
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When those legs around my waist tighten (Yeah!)
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And those eyes don't go down after 5 nights (Yeah!)
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Come and pour me whiskey on the ice (Yeah!)
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Throw Gucci and Zegna on the floor (Yeah!)
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She is aware of everything, she kills
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She would kill herself, kill herself
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The song doesn't stop, it twists
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I would love, love
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Oh, my love!
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Paranoia, she would give anything if she were mine
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He's calling me from an unknown number
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She calls, I don't answer, she knows I'm not alone
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Paranoia, he loves my picture as a group
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Cori will buy you Rollie in every color
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The little girl likes to drink, the little girl likes to get drunk when she drinks
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It's almost midnight, she's just getting ready
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Solo again, she's her own boss
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He quenches his thirst with Corona, then switches to Jack
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On Manolo's feet, under the feet of the whole world
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There is always a jeep waiting in front, there is a character waiting in the jeep - the jeep is X5
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From head to toe Dsquared heels scream
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The cleavage, the drink in her hand is pink
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Drive, throw me like a bang in the snow (Yeah!)
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When those legs around my waist tighten (Yeah!)
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And those eyes don't go down after 5 nights (Yeah!)
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Come and pour me whiskey on the ice (Yeah!)
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Throw Gucci and Zegna on the floor (Yeah!)
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She is aware of everything, she kills
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She would kill herself, kill herself
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The song doesn't stop, it twists
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I would love, love
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Oh, my love! |