Do re mi fa so
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Yeah yeah
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Do re mi fa so
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Yeah
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Yeah
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If I could go back to that day we met
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I probably would just stay in bed
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You run your mouth all over town
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And this one goes out to the sound of breaking glass on my range rover
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Pay me back or bitch it's over
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All the presents I would send
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Fuck my friends behind my shoulder
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Next time I'mma stay asleep
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I pray the lord my soul to keep
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And you got me thinking lately
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Bitch you crazy
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And nothing's ever good enough
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I wrote a little song for ya'
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It go like
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Do re mi fa so fucking done with you girl
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So fucking done with all the games you play
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I ain't no tic tac toe
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Send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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Do re mi fa so fucking done with you baby
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So send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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If I could go back to that day we met
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I probably would've stayed in bed
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You wake up everyday and make me feel like I'm incompetent
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Designer shoes and Xanax tabs
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Compliments, your makeup bag
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You never had to buy yourself a drink
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Cause everybody wanted to tap that ass sometime
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And you got me thinking lately
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Bitch you crazy
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And nothing's ever good enough
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I wrote a little song for ya'
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It go like
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Do re mi fa so fucking done with you girl
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So fucking done with all the games you play
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I ain't no tic tac toe
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Send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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Do re mi fa so fucking done with you baby
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So send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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(Yeah, yeah, oh)
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(And you got me thinking lately, bitch you crazy and nothing's ever good enough)
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I wrote a little song for ya
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It go like do re mi fa so fucking done with you girl
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So fucking done with all the games you play
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I ain't no tic tac toe
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Send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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Do re mi fa so fucking done with you baby
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So send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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So send the X and Os on another note I'm ghost
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do re mi
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| Blackbear |
