| All I really know is that I felt OK
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| When I met you in April
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| You were looking like May
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| I know you like to run girl
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| So go on and set the pace
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| The liquor never tastes good
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| But I don’t need to chase
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| Take another hit
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| Just fake it till you feel it
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| Open up and let me in
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| I just wanna feel you
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Like the Sun in December
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| Or a lemonade in June
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| I know what you want girl
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| 'Cause I want it too
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| Have you ever noticed
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| That I can’t see straight
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| 'Cause I’m hooked on your body
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| Got me glued to your waist
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| Take another hit
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| Just fake it till you feel it
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| Open up and let me in
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| I just wanna feel you
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Aye
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| Wuddup Nick?
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| Alright
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| I look good, I smell good, I fuck good too
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| I’m looking around like
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| She would, and she would, and she probably would too (yup)
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| I’m sittin' on the couch like it’s my house
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| You a bad girl, take a time out
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| Matter fact, you can bring a friend
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| My voice sound like silk in the wind
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| Henny bottles on my table
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| The owner was a fan, so that’s already paid for
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| Girls lookin' at me like I got a halo
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| I don’t do second dates, that’s just how the game go
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| Look at my life, I made that shit
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| Look at my car, I suede that shit
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| Replay that shit
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| She don’t fuck white boys
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| I’m a change that shit
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment
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| Closer, Closer
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| Close enough to feel this moment |