Bàbè you best believe it,
I' ma ríp you up to pieces,
I'am a lóver, Not a fighter
But I'll light the this place on
fire, I want it I'am on it
but bàbè, at least I am honest
I get tired of explaining
At these seasons keep on changing
I' ma ríp you up to pieces,
I'am a lóver, Not a fighter
But I'll light the this place on
fire, I want it I'am on it
but bàbè, at least I am honest
I get tired of explaining
At these seasons keep on changing
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