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letra de come over - irishcgm

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baby, show me all that magic i’m sick and tired of being a has-been
baby, tell me if it’s tragic come and show me all that magic
baby girl, show me something new she said, baby boy, let me whine for you
baby girl, show me something new baby girl, put me in that mood, yeah, yeah

baby girl, show me something new let me waste all my time on you
let me blow all this bag on you baby girl, show me something new, yeah, yeah
ooh, time to exert it, yeah ooh, time to exert it, yeah
i bеt you wants i might die low, yeah bet you wants i might diе low, yeah

oton the dog on the joint, oh, he’s a persuade
i bet you wants i might die low, yeah i bet you wants i might die low, yeah
oton the dog on the joint, oh, he’s a persuade
uh-uh, uh-uh

if my heart skip a beat, it’s probably cause i’m missing you
my ex, b, what a limp, she’s probably dissing you
i be touching on your body, yeah, i feel like i’m a zeus
before you girl, yeah, i used to date him all in two

i be looking around, girl, i’m losing my mind
it’s really sun-rated by the girl of your kind
no friends, girl, yeah, i’m 249.99
tell my bank card, it’ll never decline, yeah, yeah, yeah

yeah, i’m throwing my dice, yeah, yeah, yeah
in that dress, you look nice, yeah, yeah, yeah
you can name your price, yeah, yeah, yeah
you’re my kryptonite, but it’s crazy how we tight
roll with me tonight, we gon’ be alright
we can catch a flight, don’t listen to the lights
we gon’ be alright, so don’t listen to the lights, yeah
baby girl, show me something new

she said, baby boy, let me whine for you
baby girl, show me something new
baby girl, put me in that mood, yeah, yeah
baby girl, show me something new

let me waste all my time on you
let me blow all this bag on you
baby girl, show me something new, yeah, yeah, yeah
seven in the morning, shorty calling

sweater got a lot of way, she talking
all up in my feelings, got me
boss said that’s a lot of way she walking, yeah
fresh to death, she know that i be balling

all these b-tches wrong, don’t do no talking
i got you on your knees, i got you crawling
shorty, let me hit it in the morning
i’ve been thinking maybe, maybe i’ll be crazy

if you see me going back, back to all this madness
my lady understand that
i’ma change my mind, see you face to face
when i’m all up on that baby
i ain’t gonna lie, there’s a sick connection
and there’s a sick connection
when you’re staring in my eyes all night
baby, show me all that magic

i’m sick and tired of being a husband
baby, tell me if it’s tragic
baby, show me all that magic
i’m sick and tired of being a husband

baby, tell me if it’s tragic
come and show me all that magic
when them n-ggas all time dancing
baby, tell me if it’s tragic

come and show me all that magic
when them n-ggas all time dancing

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