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Starburst
Rios Mios
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Save her she a player she got flavor like a starburst
Baby why you hating ya you hating cause you not her
Way too independent wait a minute ya I'm in it
Way too good. baby are you kidding
Save her she a player she got flavor like a starburst
Baby why you hating ya you hating cause you not her
Way too independent wait a minute ya I'm in it
Way too good. baby are you kidding
Your not too much. Hop up in my car
Working on the corner shooting looks like stars
Hands on your thighs and you realize
He got those eyes, eyes, eyes
Thunder on the highway looking bad bad bad
In a fucking rush to the pad pad pad
Little one sleeping don't beat on the brat
beat on the brat with a baseball bat, oh yeah
Sleeping on my arm but I want to go home
I got to go please let me go
Money on the desk and I'm feeling guilty.
Little filthy don't remind me
I don't know what's happening, falling down descending
I don't like what's happening, who am I becoming
Save her she a player she got flavor like a starburst
Baby why you hating ya you hating cause you not her
Way too independent wait a minute ya I'm in it
Way too good. baby are you kidding
Save her she a player she got flavor like a starburst
Baby why you hating ya you hating cause you not her
Way too independent wait a minute ya I'm in it
Way too good. baby are you kidding
I don't want to feel another feeling if its not her
shining like a diamond it don't take too long to spot her
She too fly there ain't nothing that can top her
If she show me love there ain't nothing I wont cop her
Don't want some. Want it all
Want to talk don't want to call
Can you come over baby? you don't know how much you made me
Feel it in my bones when I think I feel the love now
Where you are is home I will always have enough now
I don't feel alone I don't really want to rush now
everything is cool from the minute that we touch now
Sleeping on my arm but I want to go home
I got to go please let me go
Money on the desk and I'm feeling guilty.
Little filthy don't remind me
I don't know what's happening, falling down descending
I don't like what's happening, who am I becoming
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