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Just Mystique

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And at night when you're alone
You do it on your own go ahead, go ahead
Bend it over, touch them toes
Send her up another rope, ended up a custom hoe
Never got a dozen roses, better off loving no one

Tell me where you want to go, tell me what you wan to do
I had heard you on the floor, that I hurt you once before
I deserted you, I know, all alone, so alone on the earth
Lot of show on your phone
On your own since birth, now you on the pole
Gotta go, gotta twerk, gotta go, drop it low
On the floor momma work, drop that woah
Cop that dough, grab that hoe by her hair
Mop that floor, walk that row
Girl, get your dreams, rock that show
Perfect in jeans, all of it though
Search and we fiend
She says it's hard just to verbally speak
I think it's because we burning this weed
Baby forgot she was turning the trees
She send it over, she learn and, I teach
She bend it over and merge it for me
She see the police, she swerve the police
So fucking fine, but this bitch wanna murder me
She'll turn this bitch to a murder scene
Second and third in the first degree, burglary
She had just sewn into me like it's surgery
Surgically, she took a third of me

And at night when you're alone
You do it on your own go ahead, go ahead
Bend it over, touch them toes
Send her up another rope, ended up a custom hoe
Never got a dozen roses, better off loving no one

You get it wet in the bed like the ocean
Two sexy legs, you keep spreading it open
Do messy things, you're a mess when you want it
You like it deep, you're upset you don't got it
You just can't keep your legs closed at night
You're a damn fiend, your legs don't close right
You're not happy, you get that lonely night
This whole last week felt like your whole life
You close your eyes and when you're sleeping
You go so wide and you start speaking
Can't control just how weird your dreams get
How wet your sheets get, I'll bet you need it
I'll bet you need it
You're sound asleep but your mouth keeps on breathing
Your hands keep on reaching and your pants, they creeping
Cancel this weekend, the family's leaving

And at night when you're alone
You do it on your own go ahead, go ahead
Bend it over, touch them toes
Send her up another rope, ended up a custom hoe
Never got a dozen roses, better off loving no one
And at night when you're alone
You do it on your own go ahead, go ahead
Bend it over, touch them toes
Send her up another rope, ended up a custom hoe
Never got a dozen roses, better off loving no one

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