| You change me like hair dye
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| Then you leave me like a hair tie
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| I’m pullin' up, no jump shot
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| I’m in your mouth like a cumshot
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| So swallow that cigarette and follow my silhouette
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| And maybe you can be my last kiss
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| Fuck a Romeo, but tonight you can be my Juliet
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| You can be my Juliet, you can be my Juliet
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| You can be my Juliet, you can be my Juliet
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| But baby, I can be your death wish
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| Are you ready to die?
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| You change me like hair dye
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| Then you leave me like a hair tie
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| I’m Jim Jones in your Kool-Aid
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| We ball together like 2K
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| So swallow that cigarette and follow my silhouette
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| And maybe you can be my last kiss
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| Fuck a Romeo, but tonight you can be my Juliet
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| You can be my Juliet, you can be my Juliet
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| You can be my Juliet, you can be my Juliet
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| But baby, I can be your death wish
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| Baby, I can be your death wish
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| Are you ready to die?
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| I feel this cocaine is coming down
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| I probably should stop doing that shit
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| It really fucks my nose up
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| You’re like my leprechaun prostitute
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| I keep using and using you
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| And I’m running out of fairy dust
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| So swallow that cigarette and follow my silhouette
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| And maybe you can be my last kiss
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| Fuck a Romeo, but tonight you can be my Juliet
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| Are you ready to die?
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| Baby, I can be your
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| Are you ready to die? |