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one," she said.
"No."
You see, actually it takes two parking spaces
For Johnny's camero, Johnny's camero
He's a little nervous walking
to do
You should leave me
We're not the best fit
You're lovable, kind, collected
While I'm a piece of shit
Why don't you use me like a tool?
Treat me like
were for me when i looked you in the eye,
i could feel your heart was whispering a song so i could write it down
By the beach i had a thousand dreams,
shouldn't have seen,
But you had barely made it out your teens,
Took me under your wings
I wanted hats, I wanted clothes just like you,
Lean to the side when
standing by your side
Loving you with all my might
Oh I feel those little butterflies flying in air
Giving this moment little flares
With those yellow wings
beneath
Right underneath
Every soul, soul
This I know
You know that I can feel it
A little different kind of vibe
A little different kind of groove
been the sunshine
Take a little nap when the sunrise
The perfect kind of lifestyle
Pop a lil pill catch a freestyle
Serotonin got me floating right now
I
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
be the best
Imma stick it right to ya chest
When I be pullin' up on ya nest
And ya gone
Shackled up
Hung up
Strung up by fashioned lies
Being swarmed
It's gettin, it's gettin, it's gettin kind of heavy
Bitches will be bitches as I smash in the Chevy
It's gettin, it's gettin, it's gettin kind of heavy
It's getting, it's getting, it's getting kind of heavy
Bitches will be bitches as I smash in the Chevy
It's getting, it's getting, it's getting kind
the sun goes down
Another proud charade, another town
He walks crowded down the hallways
He smiles, it's a simple kind of lie and
He drives home to broken
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
treat ya
Treat ya, treat you the way I do
He ain't gon hold you even for a little bit
That petty piece of shit, ain't gon love ya
cin't gon love ya,
you wanna be treated
Treat others kind
Cause we've all Been through
Some kind of pain, pain
Treat others the same
Same way
Way
You wanna be treated
side
Walk along now with the same step and feeling fine
But it takes just a little time
Til out of all good things in this world,
I give you something
me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it
I'm an extraordinary machine
I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem
a trillion times
Me and yo' daughter, got a special thing going on
(We got a special kind of thing going on)
You say it's puppy love
We say it's full
Yeah, yeah
Ay, it's for all my cats man
Have you ever been in a club and have a chick run up on you,
And kinda tell you to buy her a drink,
you gotta see it, it'll treat you right
Just don't let me down
Heavenly
I seen your wings when they're workin', when they're open
When they take
relate
No we don't relate
No we don't relate (Nah)
Ohh ohh
In my lab like i treat it like a skybox
Used to slide 8 rams in the high socks
From a land
to the side, why
That spells L, take one and resign
We can take this all to heart
Little by little we can fall apart
Or we can let 'em find our kind
In the back
The truth about a Roni, she's a sweet little girl
You can treat her right, real nice and hold her tight
Only tenderonis can give a special love
The truth about a Roni, she's a sweet little girl
You can treat her right, real nice and hold her tight
Only tenderonis can give a special love
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