Member Since: 8/7/2012
Posts: 5,478
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let me cover your **** in glitter
i can make it gold, gold
heard you're tryna sell your soul, baby
but i'm not sure, you're running low, lately
i needed you to please give my reflection a break
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man, **** your pride, just take it on back, boy
take it on back boy, take it back all night
just take it on back, take it on back
mmm, do what you gotta do, keep me up all night
hurting bad man, and it hurts inside when i look you in your eye
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desperado
sitting in an old monte carlo
we've both had our hearts broken
take it easy
i'm not trying to go against you
i can be a lone wolf fishing
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but baby, don't get it twisted
you was just another ***** on the hit list
tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch
didn't they tell you that i was a savage
**** your white horse and a carriage
bet you never could imagine
never told you you could have it
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it's pulling me apart, this time
everything is never ending
slipped into a peril that i'll never understand
this feeling always gets away
wishing i could hold on longer
it doesn't have to feel so strange
to be in love again
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it beats me black and blue but it ****s me so good
and i can’t get enough
must be love on the brain yeah
and it keeps cursing my name
no matter what i do
i’m no good without you
and i can’t get enough
must be love on the brain
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you take me higher, higher than i've ever been, babe
just come over, let's pour a drink, babe
i hope i ain't calling you too late, too late
you light my fire
let's stay up late and smoke a j
i wanna go back to the old way
but i'm drunk and still with a full ash tray
with a little bit too much to say
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said you let it go, you kept it
working hard to perfect it
now your fear is reckless, and it's out of your control
would you let it go?
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let me see you get it, na, na, na
yass bitch, let me see you get it
flaccid, i don't let you with it
poes bitch, take a photo
flick, flick, flick or ****in' shout out
all you lame ass bitches is a no go
nitty-witty call ****ing loco, loco
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what kind of lyricism, rihanna?! I'm slain.
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