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Flexin’

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 16.08.2012

Ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ohh

I was Flexin', anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away

Bridge:
all i wanna do is hold you tight (hold you tight)
would you object if i call ed you mine? (called you mine)
did you hear me right? i won't do you wrong
and baby no fretin' i just suggest we get it on

chorus:
i was Flexin' anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away

all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be

i was Flexin',chilling on my own
but now i've opened up and ready to play
she was waking around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away
oh baby

repeat bridge then chorus

all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be

all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be

ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh

Flexin'

it's all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be x2

chorus:
I was flexin',anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away

i was Flexin' anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away

stayed away

it's all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be

flexin baby
thats right


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