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While I'm here
So when I'm dead and gone
You won't have to cry no tears for me
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While I'm here
So when I'm dead and gone
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I live my life without a fucking regret
You do me dirty, I forgive you but I won't forget
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
I'm always skating on thin ice never scared
So if the sky is falling
Heaven knows I'm well prepared
Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na

Take a mad bitch some peace
Take a rusty nigga some grease
Take a heart off the sleeve
Blow a bouquet on me
At least a dozen or three
Don't cost a thing it's free

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While I'm here
So when I'm dead and gone
You won't have to cry no tears for me
Gimme gimme gimme...
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Gimme my flowers
While I'm here
So when I'm dead and gone
You won't have to cry no tears for me
Gimme gimme gimme...
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I go Aretha when I get my respect
So if you're coming for me, know you better come correct
I bank on promises, it's never a threat
My shit don't stink, I smell the roses and they smell like checks

Take a buzz from a bee
Take the roots from a tree
Take a heart off a sleeve
Blow a bouquet on me
At least a dozen or three
Don't cost a thing it's free

Gimme my flowers
While I'm here
So when I'm dead and gone
You won't have to cry no tears for me
Gimme gimme gimme...
Gimme gimme gimme...

Gimme my flowers
While I'm here
So when I'm dead and gone
You won't have to cry no tears for me
Gimme gimme gimme...
Gimme gimme gimme...

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