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Woah
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Can you just give me a second please
I'd like to ask how you fit all of your curves
Up in that dress girl what's the recipe
Can you just give me a second please
I'd like to ask how you fit all of your curves
Up in that dress girl what's the recipe

Can't you see I'm on my kness
But contrary
Amore mi
I'm an outstanding gentlemen
Never play the middle man
Give me a feeling
Got my heart pumping adrenaline
There's no comparison
You just more far than them
And there's the truth I can't lie to ya

You got a lot on your plate
And a lot on your mind
I put your heart in a safe
And your eyes in my sight
Push come to shove
Who gon carry your trauma with mine
I'll be right there for you
With a shoulder to cry on
You like the pot to the blunt
You like the air to my lungs
You like my favorite drug
No amount of love songs can be sung
You like the pot to the blunt
You like the air to my lungs
You like my favorite drug
No amount of love songs can be sung

Woah
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Can you just give me a second please
I'd like to ask how you fit all of your curves
Up in that dress girl what's the recipe
Can't you see I'm on my knees
Boy stop

Too faded
Yeah had to numb the pain away
Can't show it
I got people looking up to me
Don't blow it
Know tomorrows never promised
Girl just focus
On the moment
Your love is so blinding like the ocean
Focus just focus
I fucked it up I did you wrong I know this

Woah
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Can you just give me a second please
I'd like to ask how you fit all of your curves
Up in that dress girl what's the recipe
Can't you see I'm on my knees
Amore mia
Can you just give me a second please
I'd like to ask how you fit all of your curves
Up in that dress girl what's the recipe
Can't you see I'm on my knees
Amore mia



Credits
Writer(s): Andres Tavarez, Miguel Morales, Yogic Beats
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