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You've got to trust your instinct and let go off regret |
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You've got to bet on yourself now star, 'cause that's your best bet |
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Watch me now with a wicked and wild |
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And I said," We come with the funky style |
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That gets us known for the show |
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And we'll mix the hip hop reggae if we say it is so |
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And **** the naysayers 'cause they don't mean a thing |
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'Cause this is what style we bring" |
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Now it's mornin' but last night's on my mind |
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There's somethin' I need to get off my chest |
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And no matter what may come to ****ne |
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The dream will always be mine |
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All mixed up, you don't know what to do |
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Next thing you turn around and find the person is you |
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Thought a freak might be the thing |
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But the first could be the last so just get off your ass |
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All mixed up you don't know what to do |
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Next thing you turn around and find the person is you |
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Thought a freak might be the thing |
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But you know this will pass so just get off your ass |
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You've got to trust your instinct and let go off regret |
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You've got to bet on yourself now star, 'cause that's your best bet |
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Watch me now with a wicked and wild |
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And I said,"Sick sick bit, got to have it |
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Like bustin' in on a session but you got to call it quits |
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Sick sick bit, just can't quit |
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Fact that you don't even know makes it fully legit" |
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Now it's mornin' but last night's on my mind |
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There's somethin' I need to get off my chest |
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And no matter what will come to ****ne |
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The dream will always be mine |
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You keep me comin' that is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunnin' |
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Keep me comin' that is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunnin' |
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Keep me comin' that is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunnin' |
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Keep me comin' that is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunnin' |
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You make me nervous, throat dry |
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My brain is empty don't know why |
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But I saw you doin' somethin' |
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Which is really truly nothin' |
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But you could bust me out all day |
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Many moons since first I saw you |
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Many moons since first we did the do |
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Many moons since first I saw you |
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Many moons since first we did the do |
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And why did I try when I knew it was no and |
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Why did I try when I saw it was so |
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But save it for late we should just let it skate |
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'Cause the waitin' feel is fine |
