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I heard you had a swore there over on Avery Hill |
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I tried to call your number and you never even called me still |
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Well you're such a young hip manner in your riled up refrains |
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Well I called you in my favor, thought you'd do me the same |
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Now alone, how come you start it, now you're on to can a record? in stride |
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I thought we had connect all on the top of Avery Hill |
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Said you talk better long and all accounts off the pill |
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Complicated on your table with your feathers in gait |
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Don't you keep me in your favor, don't you give me no help |
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I said love, why would you follow me just to dis and borrow and blind? |
