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Can I tell anda a secret?
Oh oh
You promise that you'll keep it?
Oh oh
Cross your heart, not a soul
There's so much that anda don't know
(You don't even know)

I'm about to break
I'm about to shake
Of an interection
Do anda want to taste
Do anda want to face
My secret weapon?
My aim is steady
I'm locked and ready
To blow your mind
Make anda feel divine
With my affection
My secret weapon

Just when anda least expected
Oh oh
I whipped out my wicked weapon
Oh oh
You'd never know I had it well
Just like heaven, just like hell
(You want it I can tell)

I'm about to break
I'm about to shake
Of an interection
Do anda want to taste
Do you...

Can I hit anda later?
‘Cause it’s my jam.
Rollin’ in my beat up,
Gold Trans Am.

Sorry, I can’t hear you,
And I got plans.
You won’t get me naked,
You had your chance.

I know I berkata I wouldn’t,
Talk about anda publicly but,
That was before I caught you,
Lyin’ and cheating on me, slut!

I was down for anda hardcore,
While anda were out trying to score,
Found out you’re full of it,
I’m over it, so suck my dick.

I heard our song on the radio,
And I see your face everywhere I go,
I thought I’d call just to let anda know,
I’ve been thinking of you,
Thinking of you, ooh-ooh.

But now my song’s on the...

I like you
Don't want to
Marry you
I really wanna really wanna
Do you
A favor
And let anda know
That I really really really really

Like you
Don't want to
Marry you
I really wanna really wanna
Do you
A favor
And let anda know
That I really really really really

I want to tampil anda a magic trick
Yeah I promise it's sick
Like whoah oh oh oh
Every time gonna blow your mind
Just don't

Just don't don't don't don't
Don't get attached when I call anda up
Trying to get some pantat, keledai like woah oh oh oh
Don't want a boyfriend
Just want to get some

Yeah yeah yeah
I really want to get it on with you
And from the very detik that I saw you
Knew...

Wake up in the morning felling like pdiddy
grab my glasses im out the door im gonna hit this city
before i leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'cause when i leave for the nigh I ain't comin' back

I'm talkin' pedicure on my toes(toes)
tryin' on all my clothes(clothes)
boys blown' up our phones(phones)
drop topping, playing our favorit cds
going up to the parties
tryin' to get a bit TIPSY

Don't stop making pop dj blow my speakers up tonight
ima fight til we see the sun light tick tock on the clock but the party dont stop -no
oh woah wo oh oh woah wo oh (xs2)

don't got a care in the world but got plenty...