| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin', people talkin'
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin' outta line
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| Hide this wood, flow don’t knock it
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| Cause when I’m rockin' her eyes poppin' outta socket
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| Money in my pocket’s on the floor
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| Lock the door
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| Better then this shit, right here
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| HA, have some more
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin', people talkin'
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin' outta line
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| Girls come around, they don’t stop, don’t stop
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| And maybe if she’s lucky, I’ll just listen to her talk to me
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| And if I’m not busy, I can probably get her naked, take some pictures,
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| and delete them whenever it is I wake up, wake up
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin', people talkin'
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin' outta line
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| Crease the beat up, and light my weed up
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| Stay mind blowin' with my brain, swisher sweet blunt
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| Ne-high
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| How I can twist words into pictures
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| Light the room up like a fixture
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| My sound is a mixture
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin', people talkin'
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin' outta line
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| Girls come around, they don’t stop, don’t stop
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| And maybe if she’s lucky, I’ll just listen to her talk to me
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| And if I’m not busy, I can probably get her naked, take some pictures,
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| and delete them whenever it is I wake up, wake up
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| If one is not enough, I keep em' comin'
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| I just want to live long enough to spend some money
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| Turn this bitch up, huh
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| Wow, what’s funny?
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| Bitches tellin' me «Oh your tattoos are lovely», they love me
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin', people talkin'
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| I get high and pay no mind to people talkin' FUCK
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| Girls come around, they don’t stop, don’t stop
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| And maybe if she’s lucky, I’ll just listen to her talk to me
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| And if I’m not busy, I can probably get her naked, take some pictures,
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| and delete them whenever it is I wake up, wake up
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| Girls come around, they don’t stop, don’t stop
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| And maybe if she’s lucky, I’ll just listen to her talk to me
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| And if I’m not busy, I can probably get her naked, take some pictures,
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| and delete them whenever it is I wake up, wake up
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| Don’t stop
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| To her talk
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| Wake uppppppppppppppp |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On, artist - Travis Mills. Album song Ready, Fire, Aim!, in the genre Иностранный рок