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Somebody get Jordin Sparks up in here Somebody get Jordin Sparks up in here
on The Block (c'mon, c'mon) Boys II Men (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) Big Freedia (uh huh) Jordin Sparks (yeah, yeah) And Naughty By Nature Its nine o-clock
soon post nobody cheering though 'Nother song about all ya money and women here we go That's why you goin nowhere You rappers Jordin Sparks you gettin no
like Splinter Cell no kick door I just crept in 223.'s spark like Jordin now he breathless How we single but together bitch you selfish I'm possessive
Traded her for a foreign car, kept in storage, parked 'Til the tires got deflated, no air, like Jordin Sparks Stripped and sold for her parts like porn
All that I saw in the Postcard of Positano So let's not waste any more time Or waste energy to try and find Answers to questions we dread Let them go
ever changes) I try to assuage and smile As time passes me by I send more prayers than postcards (I send more prayers than postcards) Despite all I lack
just Like a phone card had to move that bitch so Far she need a postcard Then I switched the grill on the Chevy Got a nose job Wet lips on the rims: I
Dixon/Maia Sharp Spark Lark Music / Spark Chisolm Music (BMI) administered by Songs of Kobalt Music Publishing/ Third and verse Boulevard (BMI) / Crooked Crown
rare over by Cherson, Cherson, we calcify fathers here below a watery cross, with weeds entwined This grins restoredly, low sleep Wave Oh, no, shush
A postcard of Byron by the bed It's a reminder of every word that he said To die in the arms of a twenty year old A figure of porcelain with moves
be asked again Hidden in the folds of time there are Things to be said in silent voices And sparks lit up by a glance So that metronome’s swinging
midnight calls I get one postcard card a year She couldn't wait for spring She let her hair go long Burnt all her suits Bought a dozen thongs Her place
Reading by palm trees swaying Writing postcards home about the sound Two yеars here, I’ve burnеd Through the bubble Of wondering when Trying will feel
sunken-eyed kid became the life of the party, Only been in town a term, social life like a soap star, Still wrote his grandmother the occasional postcard
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