| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream
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| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream
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| Solitary on a Friday
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| Starving now I need some peaches
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| (Hmh…)
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| Looking in the cards I flip
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| Nothing really find for me
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| (Hmh…)
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| Maybe I am not that hungry
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| Maybe it’s a trap full of lust and envy
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| I won’t fall in it
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| Rilès you already did
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| Put the phone down
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| Open reason
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| Go for a run
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| But please do not touch and smoke your drogas, drogas
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| I’m too weak so I roll a big one, big one
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| Then I trip and I keep on scrollin down, scroll down
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| I say «bye my ethic"I'm so dumb, so dumb, hun
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| She pick up the phone
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| I pick up my weed
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| And my lust
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| And my greed
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| And the others sins
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| I don’t wanna talk
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| I just wanna feel
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| Not aware of tonight’s true insanity
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| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream
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| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream
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| Knock knock
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| «Who's there?»
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| «It's the Sheitan motherfucker let’s play»
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| She already naked
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| And she feeling really really thirsty wow
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| Looking like a model nothing like them hoes
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| Waking up the savage in me, can’t control
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| Let me put all of my pain down in your pussy
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| With my pace I wish you will endure like nobody did
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| Ouh, damn
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| She a savage
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| Pull on her horns like she was the villain
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| And we fucking and banging and banging and fucking and fucking and fucking and
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| banging and fucking like
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| Wow!
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| I can’t believe what we did
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| Was it fake or was it real? |
| (hmh…)
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| She feeling like I’m a star
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| She feeling my energy
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| Sin by sin
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| One by one
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| I’m finally back home
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| But I want a second round
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| For my first time in heaven
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| Sin by sin
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| One by one
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| It’s minutes before dawn
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| So I call her back again
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| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream
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| Jump back in the car like a fool
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| Guided by my thirst and my flute
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| The scene is the same at the door
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| She even wilder than before
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| She rippin' my polo
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| Grind on my torso
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| She ain’t looking like she be clean tho
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| I saw the evil on her face, yet I
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| Did her like I never did (hey!)
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| On the sofa, the floor and the kingsize bed
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| Up and down and from behind she did that split
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| Better than movies, realer than fantasies
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| But, I looked into them eyes it was all blank and bleak
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| «Hey what happened? |
| We’re not finished
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| Why you rushing in the kitchen?
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| Then she comes back»
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| I say «what's up»
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| She said
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| «You're never gonna leave»
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| Goddamn
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| She hide a knife and she smiles at me
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| Ayahuasca she told me she drank
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| I think she lost her mind
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| I think I noticed it
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| I slept with the Evil, it just looks like
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| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream
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| What I want’s what you want
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| This bitch is my reflexion
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| I swear I’m chocked I can’t even find my words
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| This is it
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| You’re just what I need
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| And when we fuck rough it feels like a dream |