| I found you squeezed in my backpack
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| I heard you sneeze and had to backtrack
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| Said please and got your snapchat
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| Jacked the keys and crashed the hatchback
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| Napsack queen hit me 1 2
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| Blackjack cream gimme fun food
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| Slap happy dream shimmy on cue
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| Fast track the Beam with the sun with the moon
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| But lava don’t flow like Tanqueray
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| Mama won’t know til she pass away
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| Holla when you blow your planned escape
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| On your cobblestone vogue and your beaujolais
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| Mononoke just wait for me
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| Loco no se if you’re straight and sweet
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| Quel beau soleil say it shamefully
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| Don’t waste the day i’m what you came to see
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| Summertime is closing in, find your love and your money
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| I wonder why you’re posing in the wind, do your part now honey
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| Undefined and spoken with a grin, lick your lips start running
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| Bump and grind and choke him from within, from the heart now sonny
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| I know its warm but try to cop a breeze
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| I know you’re worn but try to lock your knees
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| I know you’re sworn but try to knock the tease
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| I know you’re torn but try to talk to me
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| Ah stop now look at those tangerines
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| Watch now look at ‘em glance and gleam
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| Be sneaky now sugar don’t go to close
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| Nice and easy now throw your pose
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| Bambi
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| She got no distractions and no back pockets
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| But i got no reactions and no black sockets
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| She said no transaction baby catwalk it
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| Told him no attraction makes for backtalk shit
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| Summertime is closing in
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| Don’t fight the love baby
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| Don’t fight the feelin
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| Don’t fight the sun baby
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| Don’t fight the healin
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| Summertime is closing in. . |