Given the excess, 2000 to move on
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Bless me with a good thought
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You have to play your own
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Pushing too soon and so you’re out of trust
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Not enough it cost, giving way to lust
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You will never last boy
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Just repeating what you heard
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But I have a sense of bad luck
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A body full of lust, kiss for a desert
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You actin so strong, lower device
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Makes you think a lot, the custom’s to rely
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Something that’s right when it’s made first blood
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Casual surprise, giving me excess
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You will never last boy
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Just repeating what you heard
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But I have a sense of bad luck
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Got two things on my mind and one is hard to find
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Occasion to assume, assume you having trust
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I’ll be at bar skipping way to lags
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At The Bars
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| Times New Viking |
