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She loves to be on the edge, her fantasy is okay with me
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Take my breath
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White shirt now red, my bloody nose
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bad guy
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So let's raise the bar, and our cups to the stars
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Get Lucky
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I got my money, let's spend it up. Go out and smash it, like, oh my god
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I gotta feeling
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Hee-hee, i'm bad as michael jackson, dun, dun, dun
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HOLIDAY
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Guess who's back with a brand new rap? And I don't mean "rap" as in a new case of child molestation accusations
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Just lose it
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F*ck money! I don't rap for dead presidents I'd rather see the President, It's never been said, but I set precedents
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We as americans
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i got black, i got white, what you want? Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
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Ransom
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Lyrics
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Song Name
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I don't need the stars, the moon, the world if you bring me the sun.
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THE SUN
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Pullin' out the coupe at the lot, Told 'em f*ck 12, f*ck SWAT
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The Box
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She's got glitter for skin, my radiant beam in the night, I don't need no light to see you Shine
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golden hour
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To all the ladies in the place with style and grace, Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes
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Big Poppa
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N*gga, the cops outside, Lock up the house
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THE SCOTTS
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But if you knew her, she lives a lie, She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised, oh
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Popular
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Mm, she the devil, She a bad lil' b*tch, she a rebel, She put her foot to the pedal, It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
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Paint The Town Red
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If I could write you a song to make you fall in love, I would already have you up under my arm, I used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this, But, you probably won't, you think you're...
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Cooler Than Me
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