just another late saturday night
i'm on my flying-mode with my superstar
doin' supa-stunts under these soft beats
that [bad word] cray, call the police! (lol)

i don't really give a [bad word] boutcha boyfriend
cuz i know, he couldn't be here to the end
while your heart keeps beating like a disco [bad word] 
i smell you, hon, like you are the one

and i swear - only one that i need
you'r the [bad word] best now, you'r the [bad word] laught a lot, roll it up, take a hit,
don't be ashamed, you can follow my lead  
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girl, i know, you wanna be free
so let him go and just text me
that [bad word] cray', again eighteen.
flying like an angels

girl, you know, i wanna kiss ya' lips
never thought that i will fall in love like this
we should not be addicted to all that [bad word] these things won't change us

girl, i know, you wanna be free
so let him go and just text me
that [bad word] cray', again eighteen.
flying like an angels

a-a-above-a-away [bad word] with [bad word] with me
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haters gonna hate, lovers gonna love
look, we don't need any swagg, cuz we've got enough
fact. check me out, take a picture,
sanctus ambrosius, so ask a preacherrr.

in this hopeless place
we'r feeling ourselves like we're outerspace
goin crazy on practice
everybody chill the [bad word] out. yo'. we got this

they don't really know you yet,   
let's share some secrets in king size bed
you can paste it in place, you can break it apart
my first 7th tuesday - you've stolen my heart

you
read my mind, always feel the same
don't wasting time, chasing fame
i'm in love, thats all that i see
nah, we just need some more privacy!