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Fuck me ,love me ,touch me,kiss me Hold me,show me,tell me I can come in I don't know what I'm looking for But I can hide you out like the sun You are the moon,my shiny star How far you get my love? Fighting myself,fighting myself I can't fight myself I don 't know,I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches,I don't trust these bitches I can't stand your ass I can't stand your ass If I was petty I would probably put your man on ' We treat different people when those camera flash Charge it to the game I came with no cash Cause nobody can't touch my shit Honestly,I just wanna fuck your bitch It's not your pussy,I do not care See when we were young We were taught to share Bitch,back that ass up And call your man up Letras de cancionesTell you fucking love him And you're fucking passed up I believe in karma Maybe Is bad luck He don't love you I take that ass up When we are together You'll probably do the same thing Or play the blame game Bad habits don't change Fuck it,what am I singing? Do your thing,girl We are even created in the same world I mean we are made to do this Let's behave so ' We can pay for it But don't be afraid to shoot If I'm gonna do this I'm gonna remove your gloves too I've been smoking out I don't mean to put this beside your head But ,girl,I've been thinking at this scheme Let's hit the bed Call at your home,girl Tell them to hide your bed You can break about all the things that we did You know Fuck me ,love me ,touch me,kiss me Hold me,show me,tell me I can come in I don't know what I'm looking for But I can hide you out like the sun You are the moon,my shiny star How far you get my love? Fighting myself,fighting myself Can't knock myself You got good feelings,good vibes And see you later if better If no,good bye then You think Ima leave you? Now baby why would I? You're the right type that everybody could find Look I got one beat to take over the season Hit some fat juice and have this pussy weak I can't complain My life has been very decent To be on top you got to' You can die with the fame,nigga You creep with I provided them dreams But ,bitch,you're sleeping But when you're living that high life you don't need friends 'I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches I don't trust these bitches From Letras Mania