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anh đang cố tránh. Chính em đã buông tay anh quá nhanh. anh đã không vẹn nguyên câu hứa. Hay là em không chờ được anh nữa. Ngày lại đêm trôi qua. tìm em trong giấc mơ. vô hình. Ver 2 RIC. Miễn cưỡng
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. I wish that you could look inside my heart and see . How I'm feelin baby or maye you just don't give a damn . Can I'd be foolish to give a damn . Cuz I'm to the point where I wish . That I didn't
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- I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on. The green pastures of the Harvard University. -. . Baby let me follow you
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). Walk in the trap like a boss (trap). Yeah, I came in with the sauce, (ooh). Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh. Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh. Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh. Walk in the trap, Ric Flair, ooh
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, she's there. I'm gone, I call her "fine", she call me "Sean". And I love 'em quarter G, quarter freak. Quarter Puerto Ric, quarter sweet. Honolu-lulu out on the beach. South of France me and my Mona Lis
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get off when she’s on, she’s there. I’m gone, I call her “fine”, she call me “Sean”. And I love ‘em quarter G, quarter freak. Quarter Puerto Ric, quarter sweet. Hono-lu-lu-lu out on the beach
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get off when she’s on, she’s there. I’m gone, I call her “fine”, she call me “Sean”. And I love ‘em quarter G, quarter freak. Quarter Puerto Ric, quarter sweet. Hono-lu-lu-lu out on the beach
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check please (Woo!). They love me on my Ric Flair * (Woo!). In that Phantom like I'm Blair Witch (Woo!). Who are you to be compared with? (Woo!). Ain't no niggas that you bled with. Caught cases
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check please (Woo!). They love me on my Ric Flair * (Woo!). In that Phantom like I'm Blair Witch (Woo!). Who are you to be compared with? (Woo!). Ain't no niggas that you bled with. Caught cases
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check please (Woo!). They love me on my Ric Flair * (Woo!). In that Phantom like I'm Blair Witch (Woo!). Who are you to be compared with? (Woo!). Ain't no niggas that you bled with. Caught cases
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This ain't no Western movie. Roll a Swisher, pass it to Ric, sat the window wit the doobie. I'm lookin' at booty, onion ass on the strip. You fine but baby girl where your whip, it's jumpin' off (Come
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This ain't no Western movie. Roll a Swisher, pass it to Ric, sat the window wit the doobie. I'm lookin' at booty, onion ass on the strip. You fine but baby girl where your whip, it's jumpin' off (Come