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Thursday, April 19, 2012
B.o.B So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

[Verse 1] Since day 1 I said fuck the fame and everything it dealt But the fame is really here just to facilitate the wealth But the wealth attracts you haters like you mosquitoes to a well And the waters getting deeper so I'm well set out to sail Someone called my cell and left a voicemail That said congratulations on the million record sales As I'm flipping over furniture knocking sh-t off the shelf I told myself I'll never get too deep not to take a breathe But I'm sinking [Hook] And it's so hard to breathe, yeah And even more so to sleep when no one cares It was all I can eat But now I'm sinking So deep, I can't come up for air [Verse 2] Yeah I've seen the valley of the shadow of death I've seen the mountains, the wild childhood That's why I sing about it I just try to move on and keep my peace about it But come to think about it I can't even count the days that I've spent, starving tryna find some decent housing That's why I'm always smiling but on this beat I seem so violent So ask me 'bout the music scene and what the f-ck I think about it Time flies, I guess that's why I'm bugging Just yesterday I was rapping with my brother and my cousin If you had the stove or toaster on you couldn't use the oven We knew that we were struggling, we just acted like we wasn't It's either make it rappin', if not that than hustlin' So all I see is magazine covers in this game You either surface or you plummet It's a thin line and I'm just tryna keep my head above it Damn… [Hook] And it's so hard to breathe And even more so to sleep when no-one cares It was all I can eat But now I'm sinking, so deep, I can't come up for air [Bridge] Air, I-I-I I sink away, cause I sink away I sink away I sink away, I sink away Get carried away, get carried away [Hook] And it's so hard to breathe And even more so to sleep when no-one cares It was all I can eat But now I'm sinking, so deep, I can't come up for air Damn, it's never in the plans, but hey it's a long way than beating pots and pans (x3) But now I'm sinking, so deep, I can't come up for air, air B.o.B So Hard To Breathe Lyrics
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Thursday, March 22, 2012
Rihanna Ft. Jay-Z Talk That Talk Lyrics

[Rihanna] Talk that talk to me, yeah Talk that talk to me, yeah [Jay-Z] I be trying to chill, bitches wanna f–ck me Every little city I go, f–ck me Shawty must've heard, got the word, I move that D Had it by a bladder, she like "oh I gotta pee" Ran into a rocko in my restroom Singer slash actress in my bedroom God I have the ticket for a walk through Everything that do is big I talk big money, I talk big homes I sell out arenas, I call that getting dome Million dollar voice, came through phone We heading to the top, if you coming, come on I'm Flying out to Pisa, just to get some pizza Fly down to Jamaica, just to roll some reefa Sex on the beach, left love speechless They say that money talk, tell these other niggas speak up What's up [Rihanna - Hook] One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it Love it when you talk that talk to me yeah Yeah that talk to me yeah Love it when you talk that talk to me, yeah [Rihanna] Say what you want, say you want you like Say you want me to do and I got you Tell me how to love you, tell me how to hold you I'mma get it right on the first try for you Cause you ain't never had a woman like me, yeah And you will never have another like me, yeah Noooooo So I'ma give it to you baby [Hook] One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it Love it when you talk that talk to me yeah Yeah that talk to me yeah Love it when you talk that talk to me, yeah [Bridge] What you saying now, give it to me baby I want it all night, give it to me baby What you saying now, give it to me baby Give it to me baby, give it to me baby What you saying now, give it to me baby I want it all night, give it to me baby What you saying now, give it to me baby Give it to me baby, give it to me baby [Hook] One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it Love it when you talk that talk to me yeah Yeah that talk to me yeah Love it when you talk that talk to me, yeah Talk that talk to me, yeah Talk that talk to me, yeah
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Rihanna Ft. Chris Brown Birthday Cake Remix Lyrics

(Ft. Chris Brown) Come and put your name on it But you wanna put your name on it [Hook] It's not even my birthday But he wanna lick the icing off I know you want it in the worst way Can't wait to blow my candles out He want that cake, cake, cake Cake, cake, cake.. Ooh baby I like it, it's so excited Don't try to hide it I'mma make you my b!tch Cake, cake, cake.. I know you wanna bite this It's so enticing You wanna Skype this I'mma make you my b!tch And it's not even my birthday (my birthday) And he trying to put his name on it [Chris Brown] Girl I wanna f-ck you right now Been a long time, I've been missing your body Let me turn the lights down When I go down, it's a private party It's not even her birthday But I wanna lick the icing off Give it to her in the worst way Can't wait to blow her candles out I want that cake, cake cake Ooh baby I like it, it's so excited Don't try to hide it I'mma make you my b!tch [x2] [Chris Brown] Doggy want to hit it Give me a heart attack and throw it back Now watch me get it You know this but you the shit Damn, girl you pretty Blowing out your candles, now let me make a couple wishes [Rihanna] Remember how you did it? Remember how you did it? If you still wanna kiss it Come and get it Sweeter than a rice cake, cake worth sipping Kill it, tip it If you sexy and you know it And you ain't afraid to show it Put a candle on my motherf-cking back baby blow it Love the way you do when you do it like that Show up with the stats, bring the racks on my racks Wrap it up, wrap it up boy While I take this bow off Talk that talk, yeah I know I'm such a show off Daddy make a wish Put this cake in your face And it's not even my birthday [Hook - Chris Brown] It's not even her birthday But I wanna lick the icing off Give it to her in the worst way Can't wait to blow her candles out I want that cake, cake cake Ooh baby I like it, it's so excited Don't try to hide it I'mma make you my b!tch [x2] Cake, cake, cake..
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 [Hook] The days go by, we argue all the time I want to make it right, cause that was last night Baby we gon' be alright, baby we gon be alright Yea yea love was the mark, bullets to your heart I want to move on but my feelings too strong I don't wanna waste time, I don't wanna waste time [Verse 1: Tyga] Man I know we ain't finished when it's barely beginning All the time I done put in, I put in but time was in it So silly chasing a feeling, figured you felt different But so many, so many girls but I just stay with ya See love wasn't my intention, read the play Dominoes, counting money with my niggas, shoot dice Give me seven, rolling off the gate, I hit it twice Black Eyed Peas, money baby, it's gon be a good night And when I said I love you I f-ckin' meant it And we ain't gotta bring your mom and your sister in it House too big, they all trying to spend the night You always inviting them and I don't need to be liking it At all, and I don't need to say shit Cause I just like to see you happy even when you faking it So fake the ring you felt last bitch, man I hate you I hope we can make it up in the air [Hook] Cause the days go by, we argue all the time I want to make it right, cause that was last night Baby we gon be alright, baby we gon be alright Yea yea love was the mark, bullets to your heart I want to move on but my feelings too strong I don't wanna waste time, I don't wanna waste time It's like we're in a love game, love game Love game, love game Yea, yea, yea, yea It's like we're in a love game, love game Love game, love game Yea, yea, yea, yea [Verse 2: Tyga] Ugh, for every last king need a queen If you love me now then forever hold this ring Hold me down, defend it, hold me down, no witness You always got so much pride but once you look in my eyes It's over, you even told me about you when you was younger How your father abused you, I let you cry on my shoulder No tissue, just short sleeve, tears see-through Our lives equal, thinking what you been through Uhh, Yodini here Yea I grant you every wish Put you in environments, good company success Already set, you going with the best I know I lied before but trust me I ain't like your ex Sex so good, break up then break a sweat We should stay together, then we fight again Same old shit, different location Feeling like my time wasted [Hook] Cause the days go by, we argue all the time I want to make it right, cause that was last night Baby we gon be alright, baby we gon be alright Yea yea love was the mark, bullets to your heart I want to move on but my feelings too strong I don't wanna waste time, I don't wanna waste time It's like we're in a love game, love game Love game, love game Yea, yea, yea, yea It's like we're in a love game, love game Love game, love game Yea, yea, yea, yea [Verse 3: Tyga] Trying to forget someone that you love Like trying to remember someone that you never knew Think about it, I dream about it My nightmares haunting me, I can't sleep about it Anxiety, can't breathe, can't live without you The revival, all these verses is my survival Standing at the poly and waiting for your arrival One thing but no return Like Usher says, gotta let it burn [Outro: Tyga] The hardest part of dreaming about someone you love Is waking up to see that person gone You know it, if it takes seconds to say hello It takes forever to say goodbye Moving on is easy, but what you leave behind Is what makes it hard
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[Intro: Super Cat] Super Cat New York girls dem are bad over we (4x) Nas the Don (8x) In a new york city (4x) [Verse 1] Yea….yea Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I don't catch a homo (homicide) Grossing our net Simultaneous making me climb higher heinous crimes behind me Search but can't find me Fuck sadness Had this been you havin this lavish Habitual happiness at me you wouldn't look backwards You would have sex on condominium roof decks So anyone move next I'll hit you with two techs Rocking Roberto Cavalli no shirt on convertible Mazy My Columbiana mommy ridin beside me Every tat mean something, that's my word on my body I'll have to lean something wit that Mossberg shotty My n*ggas is ignorant put lead in yo pigment Just for all the days y'all was mad I was getting it In 97 the six 98 the Bentley Now it's the Ghost Phantom And ya'll can't stand em but…… [Hook] Nas the Don (8x) In a new york city (4x) [Verse 2] Army Jacket swag Army jacket green and black Wit the square top pocket that snaps Where the gas at? Pass that, not you You hold crack where your ass at I never did that, my sock where my stash was at Yo I use to listen to that red alert and rap attack I fell in love with the poetry I mastered that Cuttin school with Preme team at phat cat was at Future not crystal clear yet Baccarat Now im the one that's reppin Queens way beyond your wildest dreams Bottles on bottles with sparklers surround my team That long cash get the baddest bitches out they jeans 20 years in this game lookin 17 I don't lean: no codeine, promethazine I just blow green pick which a bitch can bless the king Although he's on to another chapter Heavy D gave this beat to Salaam for me to rap to Blaaaah… [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah yeah.. New York is like an Island, a big Rikers Island The cops be out wildin, all I hear is sirens It's all about surviving same old two step Tryna stay alive when They be out robbin, I been out rhyming Since born knowledge like prophet Muhammad Say the ink from a scholar Worth more than the blood of a martyr So I'mma Keep it on til I see billion dollar Keep your friends close and ya enemies closer Love model chocha mommy pop it like she suppose to Eyes red shot like I'm never sober Big time smoker, Indonesian doja Minis you can hold up before you get all wet up from my soldiers Don shit Under fire I remain on some calm shit This for every ghetto and the hood Nas the Don and Supercat the Don Dotta Understood… [Hook]
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Tuesday, March 06, 2012
Rella Lyrics Odd Future
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] I f-cked this flow This is my electronic press kit Uh huh it's some fresh shit Nigga recollect bitch Grow grey hairs, don't stress it I text message, messages to f-ck in estrogen She lets me in, I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans Cause I never am purchasing Reimbursing your currency Put your body on the To work the street, I hurt the streets Heard she sweet, she hershey's sweet But me I'm extravagent Hop on the bandwagon kid I'm about to tell you some tragic shit The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixing raw Bitchs... my draws like you.. my draws, nigga my d!ck's in her jaw I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple F-ck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle Nigga, Genghis Khan mention, Marilyn Manson Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons African drugs for when the champ come [Verse 2: Domo Genesis] Suicide watch nigga Kill yourself Oposition who? Nigga reveal yourself How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself? Splinter cell creepin in this b!tch, you couldn't feel the stealth Wolves are prowling, hunger at it's f-cking best I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some f-ckin' bread Drugs are green, my b!tches white and tonight I need f-ckin' head Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig Fresh to death then I guess we living like the living dead Oh shit yo b!tch, look at how I'm doing you B!tches on my d!ck but look at me I'm f-cking beautiful Niggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews is why this so cool? you niggas are so unusual Wolf Gang, point me to a nigga I should prove it to Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops [Verse 3: Hodgy Beats] The fortress is fortified (b!tch) Money in my pockets like I'm forty-five Hodgy beats recording live B!tch I be surely high And I don't need wings to fly I'm the air with the pigs Left Brain, Domo Genesis [Tyler The Creator] Knock, knock Whos' there? It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my d!ck I killed that p-ssy and grabbed that knife Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (nigga you're a liar) Nigga don't believe me, kiss your lady And where you gonna get those heebie jeebies? Nigga my d!ck stay ? I make it look easy Fifty-one fifty, I'm off the heezy [You
ain't got no f-ckin' Yeezy? 5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no
f-ckin' yeezy? I betchu got some J-Kwon. You ain't got no f-ckin
yeezy?] Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm f-ckin' Looney See these girls talkin' all that shit (what?) I'm jsut tryna see some tits (what?) Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes Out this bitch like hokus pokus And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles And met up with bitches, gave 'em cum on their dimples Then my d!ck went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo Now my d!ck's longer than a 5 door limo Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo On PCP and cilantro, when I'm with your bitch im like Where my d!ck doe? Now she think I'm bout to eat her hole Encho and lada, I gotta lotta that Preme and I'm paying nada It seems tha I'm product placement but not I'm just f-ckin' awesome Yo mama look like a ugly, loser
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John Legend Tonight (Best You Ever Had) Lyrics

(Ft. Ludacris) [Verse 1 : John Legend] Ain't this what you came for? Don't you wish you came, oh Girl what you're playing for? ay Come on, come on let me kiss that Ooh, I know you miss that What's wrong, let me fix that Twist that [Chorus] Baby, tonight's the night I let you know Baby, tonight's the night we lose control Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that Tonight I'll be the best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but I'll be The best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but I'll be The best you ever had [Verse 2 : John Legend] I hit you with the best throw, Freestyle and the breast stroke Til you blowing cigarette smoke And now the bad's gone So what we gon' do now F-ck it, round two now Work it out, then we cool down Cool down [Chorus] Baby, tonight's the night I let you know Baby, tonight's the night we lose control Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that Tonight I'll be the best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but I'll be The best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but I'll be The best you ever had [Verse 3 : Ludacris] Luda, Listen You ain't even gotta text me Knowing me and you got that mental telepathy Me be up at the spot, I'll be sending over the chauffeur Rich nigga bread, stay popping like a toaster Nobody come close to me and you together Step under my umbrella, we'll make it through any weather Except when I make it storm, sex in the greatest form And hibernate under my body Yep I keep it warmer than a chinchilla She know I beat it up like the thriller in Manila Flying my private jet to villas in Anguilla Than throw you on a grill Cause seven days a week you're my 5 course meal Foreal [Chorus] Baby, tonight's the night I let you know Baby, tonight's the night we lose control Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that Tonight I'll be the best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but I'll be The best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but I'll be The best you ever had
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Friday, February 03, 2012
Chris Brown Turn Up The Music Lyrics

Turn up the music, cause this song just came on Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down Turn up the music, can I hear it till the speakers blow Turn up the music, fill your cup and drink it down If you're sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up If you're sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Turn up the music Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Turn up the music Turn up the music Tu-turn up the... Turn up the music cause the sun just came up Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down Turn up the music, cause I'm trying to hear the speakers blow Turn up the music, fill your cup and drink it down If you're sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up If you're sexy and you know it put your hands up in the air Put your hands up in the air, girl, put your hands up And Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Turn up the music Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Save my life, all I wanna do is party So DJ turn it up Girl, dance with me, just dance with me Girl can I see that, I really wanna touch that Maybe can I beat that (don't stop the) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Turn up the music, just turn it up loud Turn up the music, I need it in my life, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Can you turn it up, girl Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Can you turn it up, baby Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up (just dance with me) Turn it up Turn up the music
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Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Rick Ross Off the Boat Lyrics
 [Intro] Testify on my nigga, I'mma blow up your house For the last few years, I had control of the south When you head up north, either one with the coke French Montana, straight off the boat [Hook] (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it!) 8 grand a piece (I get it!) 8 grand a piece (I need it!) 5 grand a piece (I need it!) 5 grand for me (We got it) New York niggas (We got it) down south niggas (Don't doubt it) all real niggas (Don't doubt it) all real niggas We 'bout it [Verse 1 : French Montana] This that her0in flow, just signed to Atlantic I get it fresh off the boat, I get it 'cross the Atlantic I just fired my banker, now I just rubberband it Shit I cop me some acres, shit I cop me some (?) I hear voices all in my head, brick all in my (?) F-ck you do with that bread, b!tches all in my ear I done counted a dollar, then I counted a million Then I looked up to God like what the f-ck is this feeling I got a rush for that life, I had a b!tch out the projects She used to package the white and bring me back my deposit I'm talking 8 grand a piece, I'm on the floor with the Lakers I'm talking 8 grand a seat, Louie sneaks with no laces [Hook] (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it!) 8 grand a piece (I get it!) 8 grand a piece (I need it!) 5 grand a piece (I need it!) 5 grand for me (We got it) New York niggas (We got it) down south niggas (Don't doubt it) all real niggas (Don't doubt it) all real niggas We 'bout it [Verse 2 : Rick Ross] Maybach on Monday, Testarossa on Tuesday My wide body on Wednesday but my boat is my beauty All my Friday's Ferrari, like to pull out my jewelry If you work with the judge, better pray to the jury I got put in a rental, and I'm strapped like I'm Boobie Had more guns in the car than the whole state of Missouri Get it straight off the boat, yea my life is a movie Got a 3 story mansion, b!tch hot water jacuzzi Get it straight off the boat, she get it straight off the plate (?), but it ate off her face Now they tapping my phones, wanna give me the Rico Speaking Spanish to Papi, tryna get them for cinco [Hook] (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it) straight off the boat (I need it) straight off the boat (I get it!) 8 grand a piece (I get it!) 8 grand a piece (I need it!) 5 grand a piece (I need it!) 5 grand for me (We got it) New York niggas (We got it) down south niggas (Don't doubt it) all real niggas (Don't doubt it) all real niggas We 'bout it
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Rick Ross Party Heart Lyrics
 (Ft. Stalley & 2 Chainz) [Hook] The music gets into my party heart, party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start, party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, party heart Girl I'm just letting you know because we bout to party hard, party hard I hope you ready to go [Verse 1 : Stalley] Outside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy door Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex links Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night Pregamed all day, waiting for the night I'm on the tree, she on Ketel One and Sprite Told her take it light cause later on gon' be tight 6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes Spangled Banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight Red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers Spilling champagne on my trousers, it's a party all around us [Hook] The music gets into my party heart, party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start, party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, party heart Girl I'm just letting you know because we bout to party hard, party hard I hope you ready to go [Verse 2 : Rick Ross] Me and LeBron got the same whips Me and Dwyane on the same strip Me and Wiz burn the same piff Me and Stalley need the same pick Me and Meek bone the same chicks Me and Wale rock the same kicks Contract like I play for the Knicks My crib look like I'm still playing with bricks My Chevrolet shines like a marble floor Baby keep it raw, have you modeled before? Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles galore We can party hard in exclusive couture Starting at your toes and I'm travelling north Down south boy, diabolical boss Hermes belt, spent a G for it The G5 ready for a D-boy [Hook] The music gets into my party heart, party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start, party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, party heart Girl I'm just letting you know because we bout to party hard, party hard I hope you ready to go [Verse 3 : 2 Chainz] You know I like to party hard, hard, hard Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard, guard Throw it to my dogs, now it's far-fetched I be on the block with Ron like Ar-test Niggas saying that they 'bout it but I'm 'bout this caper Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper Met a girl named Jamaica but she from Decatur Got a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up Had a crib with the lake when I was 24 Bought rims for the car off of (?) Niggas round the city, they have been exposed If you really getting money then it's really dough I'm on the phone with a b!tch that say she wanna smoke Click on the other line, this b!tch say she really broke Man what gives? I got ideas, they don't wanna listen All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay attention I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this intention [Hook] The music gets into my party heart, party heart Now I'm just ready to go right before the party start, party start Girl I'm not gon' break your party heart, party heart
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