| Girl
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| Girl
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| Come, baby
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| Come and get on my level
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| Breathe it in with me
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| Let it get to your head then get to mine
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| Let it get to your head then get to mine
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| I wanna watch you take it in
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| I’m so high
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| I’m wasted, I don’t wanna come down
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| Let me take you to Mars, girl
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| We’ll make love on a star, girl
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| I don’t wanna talk
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| I don’t wanna think
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| I’m up here waiting for you
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| I’m so high, high, high
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| You taste so pure, you see something working out, baby
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| My eyes must be clouded, purple haze
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| Reach in time to touch you
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| With you all night long
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| You’re my fallen angel and I’m here to take you home
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| I’m so high
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| I’m wasted, I don’t wanna come down
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| Let me take you to Mars, girl
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| We’ll make love on a star, girl
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| She’s such a centerfold, you other chicks just run along
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| She shoot on crys, yo Loubuittons, she will put it on
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| No logos on the bag if she got in on the arm
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| All she talk is swag and you know she put it on
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| On those cold nights fat boy had to keep her warm
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| Kept a paintbrush, studying The Art of War
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| Mr. Brainwash into my favorite song
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| I run with cash money but you know my money long
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| I’m so high
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| I’m wasted, I don’t wanna come down
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| Let me take you to Mars, girl
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| We’ll make love on a star, girl
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| I don’t wanna talk
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| I don’t wanna think
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| I’m up here waiting for you
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| I’m so high, high, high |