I want all my jewellery back
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All the love that we had
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Conversations that we had
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Why you gotta make me mad?
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To the left my hundred tats
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And I¡¯m all dressed in black
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You knew I¡¯d never lash
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Why you gotta hurt me like that?
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Don¡¯t know how you managed
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To get me here all damaged
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You never had there you have him
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It¡¯s good, I¡¯m gonna manage
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You thought I was calm
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But look who¡¯s laughing now
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Could somebody tell me how
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We¡¯re laying on the ground?
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Up on my halo and I just turned my back, left in the middle of nowhere
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Hey, I never thought I'd wipe no tears from these eyes from just sayin¡¯ goodbye
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¡®Cause bad boys don¡¯t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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¡®Cause bad boys don¡¯t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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Now I¡¯m standing in the rain
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I just hoped you¡¯ve seen my face
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But I ain¡¯t here in pain
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Just here, no hope or faith
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I started to feel the change
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You needed more time and space
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Then I saw you chillin¡¯ with Maisy
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I was like oh my God, oh my God
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You really had it fine
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Compressed and good for now
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Glad I¡¯m not around
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It¡¯s just good I shut you down
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¡®Cause bad boys don¡¯t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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¡®Cause bad boys don¡¯t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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I want all my jewellery back
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All the love that we had
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Conversations that we had
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Why you gotta make me mad?
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Now you¡¯re just an addict
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You¡¯re stuck with a dirty habit
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Can¡¯t figure out the magic
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Of Da Vinci coka crackin¡¯
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What goes around, comes around - that¡¯s karma
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I'm outta character, you're actin¡¯ up - that¡¯s drama
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They say what you don¡¯t know can¡¯t hurt you, but I know
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Excuse my French, Je ne pleure pas
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Is that how you dissin¡¯ the money? Yea
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Is that how you dealin¡¯ with man?
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Stupid - fill in the blank
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You know boys don¡¯t cry, I'm on ma Hillary Swank
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So what? You wanna take liberties girl?
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I swear you do things just to see me get mad
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Do you think that you're bad? Do you think that I'm gas? Cool
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Well, like the magic. Boom
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You know pagan? Fuck you
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I¡¯m on my Eamon
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I won't box you...nah, take your hair
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Shave it, Trevor Nelson you
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November 5th burn your bags
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Melt them shoes
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What else can I do?
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I bought them anyway
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Up on my halo and I turned my back, left in the middle of nowhere
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I never thought I'd wipe no tears from these eyes from just sayin¡¯ goodbye
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¡®Cause bad boys don¡¯t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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¡®Cause bad boys don¡¯t cry-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye
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Bad Boys Don't Cry
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Loick Essien |