| All white forces
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| Goodbye horses
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| So long America
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| Hello, gorgeous
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| Buenos dias mi amor
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| Now won’t you say it back?
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| I was born and raised like the city ??
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| My winter’s formal
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| My primavera lonely
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| Watching rain splatter across my windows cozy
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| The only snow we saw came from Colombia
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| Where bad habits turn addictions to humble ya
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| You keep the weight off
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| You keep the hate off
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| Police look the other way when they paid off
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| But they the reason women march out in protest
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| Rapists, pigs, murderers, roaches
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| Rats understand
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| Tell it on demand
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| Oh how the mighty fall quicker than they stand
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| We stan a bad bitch
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| We stan a woke king
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| We call up and we cancel then we rinse and repeat
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| All the patterns deem toxic shit, all of us tainted
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| Where’s the damage control
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| I got a ??? |
| statement
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| Hold up
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| I get this dick out
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| With this dick out
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| The glow up was enough to make him trip out
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| All white forces
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| Goodbye horses
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| So long America
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| Black and white portraits
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| Photos of us we love, like Selena in Corpus
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| You always said your favorite flower was the orchids
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| What y’all remind us that ??? |
| to spring
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| You stayed for a weekend, didn’t want you to leave
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| That was a lifetime ago but here I still grieve
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| I retreat to my castle where I can’t be reached
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| You retreat to Santa Monica or Malibu beach, right?
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| Visions of Tokyo, that shoulda been us
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| ?? |
| the cold weather is rough
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| And the memory harsh, when reality hits
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| Tryna hold myself accountable for all of the sins
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| The kinda pain that weigh you down and only stick to your ribs, er
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| Stick to my guns like red necks in Florida
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| The story ended only living for disorder
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| Captivating, getting lost inside your aura
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| But the image was facade
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| Adios, so long
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| All white forces
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| Goodbye horses
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| All white forces
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| Goodbye horses
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| Goodbye horses
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| Goodbye horses
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| All white forces |