I swear this is true, I'm just that in love man.
can't help but be hooked, like a fish on the line
how i wish i had a dime, she's always on my mind
don't know what to do, one love, one love, like bob marley
But these slobs hardly, give me a hard on, sluts and their behinds
I ain't trying to dance behind. I keep a close distance, if that makes sense
but these girls don't make sense, I'm sorry, I juts don't make sense. I'm not looking for a second dance, a second chance, I reckon change ain't something I'm repping mayng. My own style's so insane, gotta keep myself on the same, level as these fucking lames, but I gotta say I'm fly, yeah I'm sorry cocky, but my fly's down now so say hi, to my little dick bitch suck it dryyyy now.
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