| Nothing in the world really matter to me
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| Without you there’s no focus, you’re a lens to me
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| I be slurrin'
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| I be all off beat
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| Look at the flick of my wrist
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| Look at the shoes on my feet
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| They don’t mean nothing
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| If you ain’t the one that I’m wakin' up to in the mornin'
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| Kissin' and lovin' and touchin' and giving me moanin'
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| You the only one I been with
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| Stuck on my mind, fucking you all of the time
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| All I need is a shot and a pillow
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| I be home all alone but we still go
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| Rounds, rounds
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| When I’m out on the road, I hold on to my pillow
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| We go back and forth, the shit goes
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| Rounds, rounds, rounds
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| You on the top and I hold down the bottom
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| Rounds, rounds
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| While I make it pop, I’m gon' that bottle
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| When I’m out on the road, hold on to my pillow
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| We go back and forth for rounds
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| You might think it’s crazy but that’s just the way that it is
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| When you on the grind and ain’t got enough time for your man
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| Good loving, quick fix in the bathroom does it
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| Facetime for a minute, lemme touch it
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| You the only that get it in the back of the Limousine
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| I’m so gone, let them see I don’t care
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| In my mind, I be on, you be pulling my hair
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| Pulling, pulling my hair, shit be crazy, I swear
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| Keep your head up strong, not much long til' I’m there
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| Rounds, rounds, rounds
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Hand up on my waist, you whisper shit in my ear
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| Tell me all the nasty things that I like to hear
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| You like your lips a lot because you like how it taste
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| Honey comb dripping down all over your face
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| Rounds, rounds, rounds
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Can you go rounds?
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| Rounds |