| I weave chamomile in her curls
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| And she knows
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| I wear my heart on the sleeve
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| Don’t you leave
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| Till I sleep
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| Oh, i wouldn’t live it down
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| Could you promise me one thing
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| Don’t pick up the phone
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| When i get drunk
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| I know her type, and it’s all like
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| Anyone with a dick, and it’s alright
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| Thought it was love at first sight
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| First date we fucked, all night
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| So we still texting sometimes
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| When I get drunk and I wanna talk
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| I still out of my mind
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| Feel so numb, when I get alone
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| Feel so numb, when I get alone
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| Feel so dumb, when i want more
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| Drunk as fuck can’t let it go
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| My bruh took away my cell phone
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| I can not sleep till i make call
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| I can not rest till i make call
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| Drunk as fuck can’t let it go
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| I’m not joke where’s my fucking phone
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| I weave chamomile in her curls
|
| And she knows
|
| I wear my heart on the sleeve
|
| Don’t you leave
|
| Till I sleep
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| Oh, i wouldn’t live it down
|
| Could you promise me one thing
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| Don’t pick up the phone
|
| When i get drunk
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| I wanna show love, but I messed up
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| Shit bad, shame on, cause I said some…
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| Flex on my ex, it was so dumb
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| Last glass was an extra, no fun
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| I’m so tongue tied, bae
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| And I ain’t gonna lie ya, bae
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| Im chilling in a crib with my whole crew
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| Feel so blue, Wanna ya come thru
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| You should slide slide slide
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| Wish you were mine mine mine
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| Trippin off, trippin off, not nice
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| You hung up, so i called twice
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| I can not sleep till i make call
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| I can not rest till i make call
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| Drunk as fuck can’t let it go
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| I’m not joke where’s my fucking phone
|
| I weave chamomile in her curls
|
| And she knows
|
| I wear my heart on the sleeve
|
| Don’t you leave
|
| Till I sleep
|
| Oh, i wouldn’t live it down
|
| Could you promise me one thing
|
| Don’t pick up the phone
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| When i get drunk |