| There is no need to touch the top I am already living the dream
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| I always find it open when I'm looking for what I need
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| I know it's not always perfect but I know you're on the journey baby
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| Either you love it or you hate it or you are in or out of you baby
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| Either you love it or you hate it or you are in or out of you baby
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| Ripped blue jeans, get the fresh air
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| Palm trees, banana leaves on the head
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| It's the hit that we fly without having the jet
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| Puff pass, smoke circles create a halo
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| I greet you from the window of the black Benz
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| Bu! |
| Baby it's me, sorry I'm scared
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| Did you know about his advent, I told you on the cell
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| What more do you want baby, tonight I surprise you
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| I whiz on the highway until I'm dry
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| Marvin Gaye, holy things come out of the stereo
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| In this five-seater there is only room for you
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| Duffle bag with cash inside, they take up the whole back
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| That I was not like the others had told you
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| Because there are no others in my fucking universe
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| Nike in the cockpit above the pedal
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| Open those legs, sign of peace
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| There is no need to touch the top I am already living the dream
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| I always find it open when I'm looking for what I need
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| I know it's not always perfect but I know you're on the journey baby
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| Either you love it or you hate it or you are in or out of you baby
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| Either you love it or you hate it or you are in or out of you baby
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| The street blindfolded with the hooked bandana
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| I saw the purple and red lambo as the city of my lily
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| She uses Gucci perfume like Boston George
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| Glory to my brothers when I think a little
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| Big Bubble, clouds of smoke from the lips
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| Kiss Barbie, I pass no one can notice us
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| Blue Whale urges you to get it over with
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| Belair pushes you uphill
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| I'm here to make you comfortable
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| Playboy, JoyRich over my jacket
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| Me, I drink Bellaria drip from the palm
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| As a child I used to write on the beach
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| Now I cry because in the sea the dream melts back to sand
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| She goes crazy when I roll worse
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| I ride with the worst, match with the wind
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| Nike in the cockpit above the pedal
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| Open those legs, sign of peace
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| There is no need to touch the top I am already living the dream
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| I always find it open when I'm looking for what I need
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| I know it's not always perfect but I know you're on the journey baby
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| Either you love it or you hate it or you are in or out of you baby
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| Either you love it or you hate it or you are in or out of you baby
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world
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| I'm just welcoming you to my world |