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the first time’s a charm It takes two people in love To make a family of three So come and sit by me One little baby and it starts all over And the first
for three years by a boy Only for him to fall under infatuation After my retaliation Almost like he successfully transferred part of himself to me Now
romantics It's in your blood to draw attention Make the best out of situations Kiss me, I want you to hold me It's in your blood to draw attention Make
Amsterdam Call me over-romantic that's how I am Come and dream with me Moonlit walks by the Amstel late at night Can't help thinking how this all feels so
it Fuck it im gone Cant fight it She think Im being romantic So She let me fuck in the mansion Mesmerized by my fashion statement I want heavy pockets
the tracks, check my shoe size Don't ever choose sides Never need a truce to cruise by, but a drug is crucial for lewd dimes Grew to recruit highs En route
We should fight more So I can write sad songs In your backyard In the rain Lift up my boombox By your front porch New romantics to numb the pain We
can be broken even by the slightest breeze I am too much of a hopeless romantic I am too much as a general concept I wear my heart everywhere, not just
Aroma Aroma Aroma Aroma Romantic oh Uloma Uloma osope motin lomagic But she carry carry carry fire for her head By the time I give her She dey put
ain't fly by yet I'm on top and these bitches ain't fly by yet Bitch I'm nice like Doechii Bitch, I'm psychopathic, not romantic Need a money truck Bitch,
sometimes you remind me of the ones I did depend So, this is not romantic, but I'll love you till the end Because, Victoria, your spirit is unmatched by most
just come and Be by my side I'm a romantic I ain't ever lied Don't call me stupid It ain't homicide Nah it's 3 a.m. when I call you Just fucked a hoe She
She wanna roll with a bastard The clock romantic, the hands spin backwards She wanna roll with a bastard The clock romantic, the hands spin backwards
all kids vacate Testy to press me like a can of spray paint Cause by the time a policeman appears They'll be cuttin down the bodies I hang like
A hopeless romantic that's what I've been called. So don't talk â??bout love â??cause I'll fall. Moved by the way you walk, talk. The color
and Quita yea they was hot Used to steal they mama car Ducking and dodging from the cops Oh yea she was the tomboy type So They thought she was a dyke She
And "Where's that hot tomboy friend that I know" "You've changed so much I can't take it" I think that's just 'cus you made it Wasn't it just three years or so
There's a letter for the one that jumped highest And one ran faster by far One broke the 200 meters And one broke her arm on the bar The baseball team took
paved with gold To bá d'ókè òkun sh'o ma fún mi l'ówó That is, when you reach overseas send me dough Àwon boys so pé ki n send Timbolo Or canvas made by
Sometimes people don't see who you are Because they are blinded by what you look like Then you feel uncomfortable under their stares Like you're in
you patterns You need to break you have 'em By the thousands Think that men deserve to have it That pussy whenever they want it Just one thought
away I was wishing on stars starting to go some happy place What the fuck is a hope without no realness, niggas just kill it in half a day By
Finna get my hair twisted by LaLa How many niggas fucked me over? Nada Young nigga finna blast: Baja Nigga gotta be quicker than that Wanna hit a lick?
She was nineteen I was twenty-five When I saw her for the first time I met her at the station She was working overtime Just a pretty tomboy
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