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Burn The House

 

Burn The House

(álbum: RG - 2013)


[Verse 1: Detail]
Oh I know we started wrong
Wish the things I said were gone
More than I can still make love to you
Leave our towels in the bathroom
Pictures in the living room
Dishes in the kitchen

[Bridge:]
Girl let's just
Burn this house down
Leave everything inside of it
Burn this house down
Oh oh oh
Burn this house down

[Hook:]
It'll never be the same (same)
Let's burn our house down (down)
Oh
Leaving everything behind
Let's burn this place down

[Verse 2:]
Call the driver, girl let's go
Me and you done did that
I fuck bitches for fun
You fuck niggas just to get back
Girl you keep my blinkers on
Don't you pull me over baby
Always [?] that kitty home
Sexy send over said menu baby get your order on
[?]
Fuck me after I get in
I call it get yo live on
We done been through gold plates, glass plates, even paper plates
Damn
I hate dates
Damn
We do dates to set the record straight
Damn
Never going, going, going back home
Strike these matches up and leave that bitch alone

[Bridge:]
Oh I know we started back
Leave everything inside
Burn this house down
Oh oh oh yeah
Burn this house down

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Ain't nothing little
Quick to be on your own
Quick to be left all alone
Where you going
Where the fuck you going
We can burn the past, never regret it
Crib got solar panels
Let the fucking sun get it
Now we rolling premium
No need for pumping unleaded
Fuck you when you mad
But somehow I never upset it
Bee sting tits
I make em bigger
Get yo tits fixed (shit)
Ain't no risk, jennifer aniston got the same tits (shit, damn)
Never going, going, going back home
Strike these matches up and leave that bitch alone

[Verse 1]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

feito

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