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I just can't love me You don't have to be so lonely Why do I feel fucking nauseous? I think that you might be my type I just can't love me You are my holy Shawty, I just can't deny it I think that you might be my type Flame on out the window Superman, he at bingo Young Henny in a Supra, souped up And it go ring-ding-ding-ding-ding (Oi) Bam-ba-dam-bam-bam If it don't make money, change the motherfuckin' song, aye All you gronks need a wrist watch But you still lame to get ripped off Cowboy, yeah I'm Bebop Couple words makes a bitch bop I got laid off of Depop (Shh) See my horns, I'm a demon She a sign, she neon I die, I'm too gone Holy fucking shit, I fell in love with her Yeah, I love her, she a [?] Letras de cancionesWe have beef, but it's good Holy fucking shit, I think I fucked it up Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding Bam-ba-dam-bam-bam (I think that you might be my type) I just can't love me You don't have to be so lonely Why do I feel fucking nauseous? I think that you might be my type I just can't love me You are my holy Shawty, I just can't deny it I think that you might be my type Seesaw (Seesaw), money rockin' like a seesaw See salt, I get chips, yeah, they see salt I cannot pretend that I got plans, yeah I cannot pretend that I'm your friend, yeah All I see is food by the 'Gram I took flight like a young Peter Pan Shawty got wet like a boat (Like a boat) She call my name when I'm down her- (Woah) Holy fucking shit, I fell in love with her Yeah, I love her, she a [?] We have beef, but it's good Holy fucking shit, I think I fucked it up Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding Bam-ba-dam-bam-bam, aye I just can't love me You don't have to be so lonely Shawty, I just can't deny it I think that you might be my type I just can't love me You don't have to be so lonely Why do I feel fucking nauseous I think that you might be my type I just can't love me You are my holy Shawty, I just can't deny it I think that you might be my type From Letras Mania