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letra de model - keith lavar

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hmmm hmmmm

yeaaaaah

yea

you got that face, that smile those cheeks
you got that waist that makes me weak
those eyes i see makes my nose bleed
i need to run, you k!lling me
you got those legs, they kicking me
and oh your lips, they’re such a tease
i gotta run cause if i stay i’ll be deceased

yea your on my mind (all the time)
playing with my life (got no time)
ima take a hike, i ain’t lying when i say life’s on the line
i need to claim a witness, i’m taking shots that you hitting
you keep on tearing me down
gotta go in an instance

i know you not doing it on purpose
but what you’re doing feels like murder
leave me cupid i don’t want feelings
over me the murderer is winning
don’t look at me cause you’re hurting
choking me out with your hands cause you’re flirting
now i feel worthless, you too perfect
i can’t even get close cause i know you’ll hurt me

you could be model, walking over me
ima need a bottle, you got me crying
baby what you’re doing feels likes murdery
you bringing more problems
only way to solve em, is if i leave

i can’t date no model because they just bring the drama
they too foxy, flashing prada
they will blind you while they walking (if i leave)
i won’t have no problems, cause you bout to have me slaughtered
give me looks and cause me trauma
you too foxy don’t need models

you got those jaws that cut my throat
you like a shark gave me a stroke
cause even soft is your whole tone
maybe i’m better off alone
and oh your legs they’re nice and long
shining so far just like the stone
blinding my eyes, i need to go

oh yea your on my mind (all the time)
playing with my life (got no time)
i, ima take a hike (i ain’t lying, when i say life’s on the line)
yea, i need to claim a witness, im taking shots that you hitting
you keep on tearing me down, i gotta go in an instance

i know you not doing it on purpose
but what you’re doing feels like murder
leave me cupid i don’t want feelings
over me the murderer is winning
don’t look at me cause you’re hurting
choking me out with your hands cause you’re flirting
now i feel worthless, you too perfect
i can’t even get close, cause you’ll hurt me

you could be model, walking over me
ima need a bottle, you got me crying
baby what you’re doing feels likes murdering
you bringing more problems
only way to solve em, is if i leave

i can’t date no model because they just bring the drama
they too foxy, flashing prada
they will blind you while they walking (if i leave)
i won’t have no problems, cause you bout to have me slaughtered
give me looks and cause me trauma
you too flashy don’t need models

- keith lavar

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