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Been
on another level Since
you came No
more pain Look
into my eyes You
can't recognize my face You're
up and now You
can stay You
can stay But
you belong to me You
belong to me If

it hurts to breathe Open
the window Hold
my mind What's
the read What
you came for This?

is a happy house We're
happy here In
a happy house Oh
this is fun These

are angel eyes Nights
ends so much quicker than the days did Same
pose are, you ready for your day shift This
place will burn you up But
baby it's okay and my niggas don't start And
they working on the tramp So
get on me if you want So
don't pin it on me I
didn't call your home So
don't blame it on me girl Cause
you wanted to have fun If

it hurts to breathe Open
the window Hold
my mind What's
the read What
you came for This?

is a happy house We're
happy here In
a happy house Oh
this is fun Fun
for me Bring

the seven on seven now Two

puffs for the lady who be down for that Whatever
together, Bring
your whole stash of the greatest Trade
it roll, it dark, Offer
dark, taste, it Now
watch us chase it With
a handful of pills No
chasers John
Legend on some super-sized papers And
she bad in a head band Sleeping
fan is a wonderland And
it's half-past six Weed's
nice cause time don't exist But
when the stars shine back to the crib Superstar
lines back at the crib And
we can test out the tables Got
some bad new tables All
glass and it's four feet wide But
it's a must to get us ten feet high She
give me sex in a handbag I
got her wetter than a wet nap And
no closed doors So
I listen to her moans echo "I
heard he do drugs now" You
heard wrong I been on them for a minute We
just never act a fool That's
just how we fuckin' livin And
when we act a fool it's
probably cause we mixed it Yeah
I'm always on that okey dokey Them
white boys know the deal Ain't
no fuckin phony Big
O know the deal He
the one who showed me Watch
me ride this fuckin beat Like
he fuckin told me Is
that your girl what's, her fuckin story She?
cut her bag but she ride it like a fuckin pony I
cut down on her man Be
her fuckin story Yeah
I'm talking 'bout you man Get
to know me Ain't
no offense though I
promise you If
you a real man dude you gon' side the truth But
I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams And
we could turn this to a nightmare Elm; Street La

la la la la la la la I'm
so gone so gone Bring
out the glass tables With
the seven on seven now



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