This might not sound right
But I love it when we fight
You give me those eyes lights
Fire down my spine
You say It’s on sight
That’s fine ’cause I would die for you
Darling I would die for you you
I don’t wanna give you up
I will never let you down down
I just wanna fill your cup
No stress girl
I got this brown brown ’round ’round
Nothing but the two of us
Together when we make the sound sound
You’re the smoke in my gun
Blowing like cherry bombs
You’re the jam on my stone
Sweetest stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want
Baby strip me alone
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If this ain’t I don’t know what is
If it ain’t you I don’t want no shit
Cinderella shoe I’ma make it fit
I’ma charming mind but I ain’t no Smith
But I go West and ride
By my head by my rider
Bad B straight from the
I’m beside her
That girl so cute
Took a shot from a
Took a shot of the golden
But that’s not a flex
The flex is the feeling
Of ducking your eyes
And loving you that’s my favorite success damn
I must confess there’s feelings I cannot address
I swear I swear that’s the stress
My love I swear that’s the stress
You’re the smoke in my gun
Blowing like cherry bombs
You’re the jam on my stone
Sweetest stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want
Baby strip me alone
Cherry bomb bomb bomb
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You got me shinin’ like a king
Just call me Seevon
My baby to the bone
I call her treason
But she’s the flower
Blooming in and out of season
My God
You’re the smoke in my gun
Blowing like cherry bombs
You’re the jam on my stone
Sweetest stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want
Baby strip me alone
Cherry bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb
Cherry bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb
Cherry bomb bomb bomb
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Cherry bomb bomb bomb
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