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Smokin my weed, drinkin my brew |
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But I'm Thinkin' |
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Boutchu girl |
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I'm out in these streets, playin all the music |
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That we used to listen to, girl [Verse 1:] |
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Baby I'm just glad we was able to happily divide |
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And put our feelings aside, we live, but we tried |
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Now I ride and listen to the songs we used to jam |
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When we were together, then |
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I catch myself, damn |
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I gotta straighten up and drive right |
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You know my eyes tight, headed to the party |
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Tryna enjoy the rest of my night |
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I walk through the door, women wall to wall |
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Left the club with no woman at all |
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This has got to stop, you just got to get out my mind |
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As the old school cassette rewinds |
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Time will reveal if we can make it last forever |
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You stole my heart but made it tougher than leather |
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You got me runnin red lights, not seein stop signs |
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Tryna face the fact that what |
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I had is not mine |
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But I guess, it's for the best |
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So I just, sit back and reminisce, and roll up this [Chorus] [Verse 2:] |
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It was nobody's fault |
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And if you think that |
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I don't miss you, you can hold that thought |
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All the years we shared, |
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I wouldn't change a thing |
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All the places we hang, where we ate and had drinks |
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It brings back memories of how we laughed and joked |
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How you used to ask why do |
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I have to smoke so much |
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Your touch, |
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I just couldn't resist |
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I'd steal a kiss and get another song to put in the mix |
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Hit the curb, get the herb, reality kicks in |
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Aww shit, damn man, |
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I'm slippin again |
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Thinkin about my baby and the way we used to drive each other crazy |
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Those was the days see but, hey we learned |
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We must let go, when life keeps movin |
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The music keeps groovin, and yo, it's kinda soothin |
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Sometimes just to rewind how we used to just chill |
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Thinkin' Boutchu with my brew when |
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I'm rollin some kill [Chorus] |