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[Intro] |
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(Asher harmonizing) |
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Bad to the-Bad to the-Bad to the x2 |
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[Verse 1] |
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Made of money, I was thinking about her all week |
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Would've treated her to some Grigio, and fresh brie |
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The way we vibing it reminded me of ice tea |
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Want to drink it up so baby come and let's leave |
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[Hook] |
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Sweet, Tangerine Girl |
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Sweet, girl x2 |
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[Verse 2] |
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Got me grooving when I'm turning on the radio |
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If you feel it baby go ahead and let me know |
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We could run away and hang out on the country side |
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Cause not a problem in the world if it's just you and I |
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[Hook] |
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Bad to the bad to the |
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Bad to the bad to the |
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Bad to the bad to the |
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[Verse 3] |
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Bad to the bad to the bad to the bone |
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Look real close, I should've known |
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Heels and the toes to be matching her coat |
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And the jewels and the rose |
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Just to add to the show |
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MM-MM Fine, Clementine |
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What I gotta do to make you mine? |
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Girl you set my heart on fire |
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Open fire, I could die from |
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Sweet tea, and I need refreshment |
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The best in sheets, better keep me guessing |
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Must aim to please, teach me a lesson |
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Geek Van der Beek, dawg, reek a second |
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All stop, Bumbaclaat |
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Do you want to run to the sun or not |
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If you wanna fly better come inside |
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Come along we'll go for a ride |
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Bad to the bad to the |
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Bad to the bad to the |
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Bad to the bad to the |
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[Hook] |
