| Let me just take it back to the times when
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| It was just me and a few fellas
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| You know just smokin' up over here (Yo yo yo)
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| Little thang right there, pass that shit (Oh shit, pass that shit)
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| Yeah that’s nice
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| Now I’m
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| Do like a few little, uh, little chocolate dance or whatever
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| Yeah and my bo, my little bo told me I’ll come and get it ay
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| So I had to show him mine and put it to the test
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| And he’s talkin' about what love is and what fuckin' is
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| And we’ve definitely tried this fuck
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| Later in life it turned out to be love and that’s how I met your momma
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| I’m just tryna make a scene
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| Ain’t nobody lovin' you
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| Ain’t nobody fuck witchu
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) (Fuck with you)
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| Ain’t nobody lovin' you
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) (Way I do) Ooh, ooh
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| (The way I) (Way I do) Ooh
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| Ain’t nobody fuck witchu
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| (Ain't nobody fuck witchu)
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| My music is supposed to you shiver
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| My dick is supposed to make you cum over and over again
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| My tree is supposed to make you get higher and higher
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| My flared up
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| But you feel so much better
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| And you’ll bear with me later
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| Ain’t nobody lovin' you
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| Ain’t nobody fuck witchu
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| Ain’t nobody lovin' you
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| (The way I) Ooh (Ain't nobody lovin' you)
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| (The way I) (That I do) Ooh
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| Ain’t nobody fuck witchu
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| (The way I)
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| (The way I) (That I do)
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| (The way I) Ooh
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| I’ll fade my life, my soul
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| My heart, my mind, your eyes seem closest
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| Try hold your breath when we underwater
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| Pressure will unfold
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| Yeah you know that us doin' ethic visions
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| Now look at those televisions, get what you desire
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| Now look at those televisions, get what you desire
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| Place at the UK
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| Changin' that thing not to plan grey
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| There where you stay, I ain’t been there
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| Been a fan, no you don’t
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| Do you love uh
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| Keep it low low with the pillow top
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| Walkin' all over that round, that strut
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| Can’t we just love, why you tryna fuss
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| Keep it low stroke when you talkin' 'bout bus, right
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| Haters drive by you stop, aight
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| My time is fallin' short
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| Fingertips are typin' letters like it’s my report
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| Airport suffocate Lord, speak as if I’m a God
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| Hollow man, grew up rough
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| Showed her where the power, Solar System, hold up
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| I fold up without sealing
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| in the ceiling
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| It’s pealing my skin when I’m round these people
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| That’s even less appealing
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| Dealin' my contact, I’m meditating, I’m medicated again |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song DAD , by - Sebastian Mikael. Song from the album I C U U C ME Part I, in the genre R&B