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. Plumping candy, you make it pop. (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh). Lip gloss, lip gloss. Bulgeun taeyang bit arae gloss (Hey). Nogadeuneun cherry lips, geu dalkomhan red. 'Cause all I want is you. Tropical romance flavor
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I've been patiently waitin' to blow. But still on the block with the 'K and the coke. See the Mexicans love me, they tell me keep on doin' it homes. They never seen a nigga go get and bring it back
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ride, cloud surf to my house. I never knew the strength of the drink until I melt away in my couch. And dream about the things I never had and all the places I couldn't go. Tried to play it cool
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our routine. Parties on the weekends at the house that everyone knows. Parents never home so that's the spot where everyone goes. Hookin' up with girls who never seem to wear enough clothes. Always
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the CD in. But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still "nigga, what is you saying". Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months. The sun is going down as we take
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the CD in. But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still "nigga, what is you saying". Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months. The sun is going down as we take
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the CD in. But Jeezy still playing and our attitude is still "nigga, what is you saying". Pull in front of the house that we been camping out for like two months. The sun is going down as we take
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Song House Of Wax - Paul McCartney. Lightning hits the house of wax. Poets spill out on the street. To set alight the incomplete. Remainders of the future. Hidden in the yard. Hidden in the yard
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I build a house for your bones. I build a house, I build a home. I build a house for your bones. I build a house, I build a home I wrote a song, go on and listen. That's all you'll hear when I go
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to drive. But I really don't care. She let me write her walls, in the pop up trunk. Turn her out, give her thumb. Cause she need it. And she want it. There's no denying how I feel. 'Cause this
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Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. Baby, baby baby, b-b-baby baby, baby. Baby baby baby. Come back, baby, I wanna play house with you Well, you may go to college. You may go to school. You may
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Bài hát Baby, Let's Play House - Elvis Presley. Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. Baby, baby baby, b-b-baby baby, baby. Baby baby baby. Come back, baby, I wanna play house with you Well, you may
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Bài hát Baby, Let's Play House - Elvis Presley. Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. Baby, baby baby, b-b-baby baby, baby. Baby baby baby. Come back, baby, I wanna play house with you Well, you may
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Bài hát Baby, Let's Play House - Elvis Presley. Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. Baby, baby baby, b-b-baby baby, baby. Baby baby baby. Come back, baby, I wanna play house with you Well, you may
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I'm not the saviour of modern religion,. Not the Messiah not a magician,. I don't know why, But I was not meant for this tropical city,. I'd rather buy a house and hope you cannot see me,. I
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