100 lyrics for "My my, ow, yeah!"

Yeah-yeah-eah-eah For real though, it's so wild now This crazy yeah Woke up in the hills this morning Asking myself, how did I get here this morning? Vante Parker in that teal and orange And Russell in that gold and purple Youngest from the Ville,
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If I took your heart, swear I didn't mean to Baby, keep your hands on me Know that I should leave, but I just can't leave you Know you feel my energy You got spice and your man don't know You got your eyes on my eyes, yeah Don't change on your mind
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I tell niggas to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're, never around, when I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' Yeah, it is what it is man Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a
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Now you're callin' me for attention, feinin' for attention Say you're looking for that action Got my name all in your mentions Oh, now you're coming to your senses, yeah Oh, now you're coming to your senses So now we, ooh (alright, alright, alright) And
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Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin' my socks off (Slurp) It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff (What?) Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up
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I know, I know Say you flexin' that's a big lie, when I pull up give that bitch my line And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah yeah Say you flexin' that's a big lie, say you got the shit you don't got Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah yeah Say
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Wild like wild life I'm not done yet, pass me the bottle It's two AM, let's hit the throttle Drink in my cup, hands going up Let's hit the dance floor and get I could show you how to live the wild life (wild life) Yeah, no telling what I might do When
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Yeah it goes like this And it goes like hey, girl I'm blown away Yeah it starts with a smile and it ends with an all night long slow kiss And it goes like ooh, what I wouldn't do To write my name on your heart, get you wrapped in my arms baby all around
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Runaway baby like a runaway train Runaway and never look back Like a train comin' off the tracks Well, I sold my guitar for a diamond ring Yeah the preacher's daughter's got a thing for me With all of our stuff in a pick up truck Yeah we're headed out
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