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Mmmm...Yeah....Mmmm..... Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 1:]
Baby I just don't get it
Do anda enjoy being hurt?
I know anda smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as anda are ,you stick around and I just don't know why
If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming halaman awal (back to you)
Every night, doin' anda right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fist full of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a bintang (I just want to tampil you,you are)
[Chorus:]
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