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Surrounded by guys and chics with
Yellow ties, pink shirts and green minis
I was immersed in the silence of speaking words
With guts and veins I knew not

Ich wollte doch nur Karaoke singen
Und hab mich mit meinen Friends an einen Tisch gesetzt
Bunte Lichter in der Bar, es ist shabby chic
Und dann werd

I'm in La
Fake lips, fake ass, fake boobs
Swear all these hoes are starting to look the same
Niggas went that way, so I went the other way
Look where

2
cccessorize Try on a smile
So distress won't cramp my style  
Shabby chic has it's own flare
It's none the worse for wear
	Pretty things tossed in

Job pushed you over the ledge, you can't afford it
Risked his freedom and caught a charge
Now we gathered in this courtroom, reunited by loss
That's

as he can see
He's the same as you and me
There's nothing in the world he cannot do

No hill too high, no desert too dry
No road too long, no tide

The wise understand
I move so mystique on streets
I'm hardly on the gram
Niggas get jammed up and damn
Land up in the can
Ya chic tired of using her hands

Boots on, brim low, run that small town show
Banjos and beat tap, got rhythm in the toe
Cornbread codes, we keep it finger-lickin' fresh
Down by

Spin the F-type
Take my next right
Order me a sprite with no ice
Various accolades by the grace of Price
Silverback gorilla bars
Rolling with so many

that ghost
Baby, that's alright by me
Where you sold your soul
Girl, I told you so
Yeah, just don't come runnin' to me

And in the morning, evening,

of the river Seine. And end this perfect day by a champagne supper, in a traditionnal french bistro, and whisper sweet nothings by candle light, light, light,

Last night i fell
Ding dong dang
In a red glass of vine
I mean a glass
Of red vine
And i saw double
It was hard yeah
Ding dong dang
Try to walk walk

Let me play my cards right 
Casino last night 
Had a flight the night before 
Had the baddest bitches by the pool 
Skinny dipping 
You see me I'm

and a diet sprite
I think together we can make it one spell of a night
So make your mat on the floor with blankets from the bed
You'll pretend it's boho chic

a good disguise

Can't indulge in public
Folks might call me coon
So I grow you in my backyard
By the dull light of the moon

Spit one seed black
Mouth be

a miracle (Miracle)
To stay wit the one I was with becuz I just got bit by yo lyrical (Yeah)
Told me dat you would be there or yo nigga physical and spiritual

a miracle (Miracle)
To stay wit the one I was with becuz I just got bit by yo lyrical (Yeah)
Told me dat you would be there or yo nigga physical and spiritual

I'm a real Trench Baby for this shit
Real trench baby wit this shit
Trenches baby, fucking wit this hoe I met from Chic Fil A
Sidestroke, it was 4am

is just a test for me
Did we dance ourselves in circles? Are we tied up by the string
You had wrapped around the bouquet that I picked you from

Heroin chic is back again
Dressed in baggy clothes quoting Morrissey
I feel stupid next to you but you don't seem to care
As we're getting high in

something (something)
We stuck in the loop of each other's life
Like we devoted or something
My heart missing you stole it or something
I'm the perfect

and gone
No more lit by gaslight
No more hanging on

Fighting ain't my calling
Feeling is all I know
With you I be all in
High up in the glow

I got

the chain on my neck?
Can't we rewind?
Dance in Chanel
Chic chic, let's spin round

Don't blame me
I've got nothing to show
It's freezing cold and
When I

If I was just a girl
Powdering my nose and cheek
I will look extra chic
If I was just a girl
Could I live my love story?
But I ride on the red
double