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Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much. There's no need for us to rush it through. Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much. This is more than just a new lus
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Please give me a second grace. Please give me a second face. I've fallen far down the first time around. Now I just sit on the ground in your way Now if it's time for recompense for what's done. C
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tiDear Michael. arMichael Jackson. alForever Michael. She wrote "Dear Michael. You'll probably never get this letter. Michael, I wrote you a hundred times before. Knowing how I feel. I'll write a hund
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I don't know why they been lying but yo * is not that inspiring. Bank account statements just look like I'm ready for early retirement. * any nigga that's talkin' that * just to get a reaction. * g
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Yeah, isn't it amazing how you talk all this * and we still lack communication. How beautiful our kids will be, girl, I don't need convincing. How every conversation starts with "this time will be d
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That's what they doin' Cameron,. They actin' like these singers, man. I ain't goin' to the studio until I got a situation. A subject, I need a beat, I need the producer. Who gonna be on the hook?
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Breathe through, ride through. Damn, girl, oh man, I don't know. Pilled up, filled up. Damn, girl, I'll be gettin' back to you for sure. Laced up, dripped up, sauced up. Damn, girl, I wanna ride
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Mayfair strange in the morning light. Mayfair strange in the summer night. Mayfair strangest in the afternoon. Mayfair stretching far above. Full of fame but lacking love. Could it be we see the
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Yeah, isn't it amazing how you talk all this * and we still lack communication. How beautiful our kids will be, girl, I don't need convincing. How every conversation starts with "this time will be d
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Bài hát Furthest Thing - Drake. Verse 1. Somewhere between psychotic and iconic. Somewhere between I want it and I got it. Somewhere between I'm sober and I'm lifted. Somewhere between a mistress and
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Thoughts of rain at sunset. Clouds of rainbow blue. Thoughts of sun on sand-dunes. Where the seabirds flew This was our season and we said, it couldn't end. But my love left with the rain Thoughts
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Got everything, I got everything. I cannot complain, I cannot. I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot. * that, never mind what I got, nigga don't watch that cause I. Came u
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