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Avery

(album: Avery - 2015)


(I thought...)
I thought I wanted the fastest car and the biggest of houses
I thought I wanted expensive clothes with the jewels in the closet
I thought I wanted a million bucks never mind a few thousands
I thought I wanted a famous girl until I met your mother
Ntwana, it was cold in December
At some point I wished that Gold would take my soul, I remember
You see mama wasn't really interested in having it happily, ever after
I mean after all the times that I have hurt her
I couldn't blame, just [?]
That's why sometimes I wonder why I even bother showing love
When it gets too much I close my eyes and see you smile
That makes me go harder
I thought I just wanted to be a star til I became a father

Somebody loves you baby, oh-oh-oh
Somebody loves you baby, ooh-ooh-ooh
Somebody loves you baby, oh-oh-oh
Somebody loves you baby, ooh-ooh-ooh

I thought I wanted to be a star til became your father
The thought of you growing up like I did made me phusha phanda
I thought the best that could happen to me was making it out the gutter
I thought that love forgot about me til I heard about you
Always show a hater love, thank you nice to meet you
Don't let these other kids talk trash, they just tryna reach you
Please just, smile is all I need to get me through this
Grind form ebusuku til emini, I'ma do it, uh
Take you to schools where poverty, drugs and violence can't reach ya
Where teachers get paid as much as pops probably gets for a feature
Mamel' umamakho treat her like a queen yeah
Inkosi for real, you the son of a king yeah

Somebody loves you baby, oh-oh-oh
Somebody loves you baby, ooh-ooh-ooh
Somebody loves you baby, oh-oh-oh
Somebody loves you baby, ooh-ooh-ooh

Somebody loves you baby, oh-oh-oh
Somebody loves you baby, ooh-ooh-ooh
Somebody loves you baby, oh-oh-oh
Somebody loves you baby, ooh-ooh-ooh

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