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Man, that's pretty Hit me on my line, my Skype I don't need no sheilas (okay) I ain't got no fears, my boy I ain't got no feelings I got too much on my mind It's like I died and couldn't feel it And I seen these wounds before So trust me boy, you ain't healing (healing) Martha Steward sheets Yes, I need a freak She came to the crib, had a taste and said "peace" Knocking at your door I got a bag, woah (bag, woah) And a bad hoe (hoe) I got no cash though (cash though) All these people be fucking with me (no, no, no) If you love me then show me your screen (no, no, no) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) All these people be fucking with me (no, no, no) If you love me then show me your screen (no, no, no) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) Letras de cancionesI'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) Hit-hit-hit me on my E60 Trapping out the brick I been crushing candy Mixing brandy with the sticks Look outstanding, take a pic Super major flavoursome Hit my pager, use my data If you tryna make amends Martha Steward sheets Yes, I need a freak She came to the crib, had a taste and said "peace" Knocking at your door I got a bag, woah (bag, woah) And a bad hoe (hoe) I got no cash though (cash though) All these people be fucking with me (no, no, no) If you love me then show me your screen (no, no, no) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) All these people be fucking with me (no, no, no) If you love me then show me your screen (no, no, no) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) I'm fine as hell and sugary sweet (so, so, so) From Letras Mania