| I’m saying fuck cos she’s giving me head but that’s only because I just though
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| of a punchline
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| Bill it and look at the sunrise, think I’m in love with the pain
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| Vanity covers insanity, all of my issues be flooding the page
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| She tell me she love me, I tell her I love her
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| But something been bugging my brain
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| I’m saying fuck cos I’m buying a jacket but only because I just thought of a
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| bargain
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| Spent way less money on targets and way more money on garments
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| Priority stopping me doing it properly, probably winning regardless
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| Roll ups filling my pockets and beer underneath both armpits
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| Again and again and again and again and again I be sipping on spiced rum
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| Reason to stop can’t find one, maybe I’ll stop when July’s done
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| Whenever the weather is clever I’m begging all of my bredders to buy one
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| Or I link up with mrs, she’s
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| I tried one big sip of the spiced rum, on my bum big spliff gotta buy one
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| 0798 6 222 451, Yo Ethan whats good? |
| Yeah my my don, see you in 2,
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| get the ride on
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| So I just take big sip of the spiced rum and I’m gone |
| 3 5 what my eyes on
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| Ah shit I’ve done it again
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| Putting off words to cop a new draw, couple sip then bill it with friends
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| I see through a different lens and win tryna live with stress
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| So we make home intense, pretend everything make sense |