| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, you so
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| Tell me, have you ever been addicted to somebody
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| Still functioning within the melancholy
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| Baby’s mommy got me raw like a zombie
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| Prolly won’t stop until she murder me softly
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| Vanity is such a popular scene
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| We could build a family out of the crop of the cream
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| It’s you plus me, we followin' dreams
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| So why we treat each other like we on the opposite teams, huh?
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| And I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say
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| I’m trying to play without my poker face
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| I put the joker in a shoulder holster
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| Underneath the floor in a hole
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| And I’ma save it for a stormy day
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| And if the clouds break tint
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| The sun will brush it off like it’s all made of lint
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| Silly you, gimme kiss, never say you never gave me nothing
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| Cause you gave me shit
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, you so
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re so mean to me & me & me
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, you so
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| Sometimes I wonder if you’re fucking with my head
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| Some kinda monster living underneath the bed
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| But forever I’ma ride with you, one hundred percent
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| Even when I never fully understand whatever you said
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| Feels like I’m looking at something, painful
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| A little illustration of an angel
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| You’re like a tattoo that’s on my eyeball
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| I’m blind from the shine of your halo
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| Girl, my imagination is the busiest
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| Why you trying to match wits with an idiot?
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| Passion is the measuring stick
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| We qualify, we set the world on fire
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| Just to burn up all the pretty shit
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| I promise you, that I’m accountable
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| Probably trying to prove, our love
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| That it’s possible
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| Now paint a portrait of complaints
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| But when it makes a mess, confess the stains
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, you so
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re so mean to me & me & me
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, You so
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| It must be the devil when I taste her sweat
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| It’s the sweetest
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| Might forfeit just to reach an agreement
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| Throw the fight and then I’ll hold you tight
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| Poke a hole in the lid so we don’t suffocate and choke tonight
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| I know I prolly ain’t right
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| But I’m just right
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| We thug life for the love life
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| And look at where we took it
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| But you ain’t have to cook it for me
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| Sugar ain’t good for me
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| Sugar ain’t
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, you so
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You’re so mean to me & me & me
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| You’re such a sweet thing
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| You so, you so
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| You such a, you such a
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| You so, you so
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| You such a you such a
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| You so, you so |