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Baby, I got options, I got options. But I only want you. Baby, I got options, I got options. But I only want you. I know we feel so close, but your close ain't good enough. We going 'round and 'round
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. This lyric is a miracle. And a blessing and a problem And all I'm tryna say is we got options. Baby, all I'm saying is we got options. Red or green, so what's it gonna be?. 'Cause I never been a fan
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I don't need loving, late-night cuffing. Take it all off, you naughty. Put it back on and pause it. Kitchen, island, bedroom, closet. Picking at us, well, maybe. We know we both got options. I know
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Bài hát Options - Pitbull, Stephen Marley. Intro Pitbull. Stephen Marley, let 'em know what time it is. Verse 1 Stephen Marley. We came here to party, we came here to dance. You know that you're my
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. This lyric is a miracle. And a blessing and a problem And all I'm tryna say is we got options. Baby, all I'm saying is we got options. Red or green, so what's it gonna be?. 'Cause I never been a fan
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lyric is a miracle. And a blessing, not a problem. This lyric is a miracle. And a blessing, not a problem. . And all I'm tryna say is we got options. Baby, all I'm saying is we got options. Let it
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lyric is a miracle. And a blessing, not a problem. This lyric is a miracle. And a blessing, not a problem. . And all I'm tryna say is we got options. Baby, all I'm saying is we got options. Let it
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she falls for the soft touch. Makes her feel everything is secure. Don't ever leave a footprint on the floor Don't bother with the local girls. Don't bother with the local girls. Don't bother with
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she falls for the soft touch. Makes her feel everything is secure. Don't ever leave a footprint on the floor Don't bother with the local girls. Don't bother with the local girls. Don't bother with
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way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph today He'll always be twenty-three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing Bah bah bah bah bah. Bah bah bah bah bah
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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Support your local emperor. Pay him tribute every time. Let it be known he holds your fate. From his fingertips shall flow the wine Tell him when he speaks the air is sweet. Wherever he walks
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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words. Yeah, oh. If you had options. Then why'd you even stick around. Long enough for me to find out?. * your emotions. You call me in the dead of night. You expecting me to pick up. When you
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