feat. Rick Ross
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Come, baby
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Come and get all my loving
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Breathe it in with me
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Let it get to your head then get to mine
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Let it get to your head then get to mine
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I wanna watch you take it in
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[Chorus] x 2
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I'm so high
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I'm wasted, I don't wanna come down
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Let me take you to Mars, girl
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We'll make love on a star, girl
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I don't wanna talk
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I don't wanna think
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I'm up here waiting for you
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I'm so high, high, high
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You taste so pure, you see something working out, baby
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My eyes must be clouded, purple haze
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Reach in time to touch you
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With you in heave all night long
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You're my fallen angel and I'm here to take you home
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[Chorus] x 2
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I'm so high
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I'm wasted, I don't wanna come down
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Let me take you to Mars, girl
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We'll make love on a star, girl
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She's such a centerfold, you other chicks just run along
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She shoot on crys, your Loubuittons, she will put it on
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No logos on the bag if she got in on the arm
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All she talk is swag and you know she put it on
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On those cold nights fat boy had to keep her warm
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Kept a paintbrush, studying The Art of War
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Mr. Brainwash into my favorite song
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I run with cash money but you know my money long
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[Chorus] x 2
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I'm so high
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I'm wasted, I don't wanna come down
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Let me take you to Mars, girl
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We'll make love on a star, girl
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I don't wanna talk
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I don't wanna think
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I'm up here waiting for you
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I'm so high, high, high.
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Mars
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| Jay Sean |
