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(Intro) |
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This feels so good, like this song feels good |
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(Verse) |
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Sunny days used to come around like blue moons |
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One in a million, cause I made it rain a monsoon |
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Thirty dishes in the sink, look at all my breath |
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Thirty women in my sheets, counted my regrets |
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Got my liver wanna tweet, I tell him be a champ |
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My trip to Malibu is jaded by some stomach cramps |
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Tourin' in my Box' because it's cheaper than my rental van |
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Talk about my bookin', Chris the Fuckin' live bury 'em |
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Visit girls aquariums, then socially I bury 'em |
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Like that, I'm cold hearted, I just don't know how to manage 'em |
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Callin' em' at any second, neva use my brain much |
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Playn this to school cause yo momma been a fan of us |
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And I thank cause I wanna be on the road again |
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Gettin' hard life and Reggies daily on my shows again |
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Bumbin' on delonias and causing pandemonium |
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Know my future televised, get them cameras rocused in |
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(Hook) |
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So we reach to the sky for peace and advice |
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I just wanna say |
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Never be satisfied cause I be don't for the ride |
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Till I be put to sleep |
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Ooooh, keep floating on |
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Ooooh, keep floating on |
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Smiles, yo, it's eventually fake |
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I still remember the day I |
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Came to see a wonderful place |
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If you wanna ask for it, it was made enforced |
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Smiles, yo, it's eventually fake |
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I still remember the day I |
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Came to see a wonderful place |
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If you wanna ask for it, it was made enforced |
