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Ooh, I told her, "Throw away the cocaine", ah And all this liquor make her throat pain, aah She told me drugs would make her okay, ah But she still high up on the propane, yeah And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss" I said, "It's all I can do, I insist" No, I don't need another favour She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah And no one coulda saved her None coulda saved her No, I don't need another favour She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah And no one coulda saved her None coulda saved her No, I don't need another favour She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah And no one coulda saved her None coulda saved her And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss" I said, "It's all I can do, I insist" She's in a place where putting powder to faces Ain't a beautiful thing to see (ooh) And smelling for fragrance ain't a powerful statement It's a way to be hating And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss" I said, "It's all I can do, I insist" No, I don't need another favour She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah And no one coulda saved her None coulda saved her No, I don't need another favour She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah And no one coulda saved her None coulda saved her No, I don't need another favour She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah And no one coulda saved her None coulda saved her And yeah, she really tryna focus, cannot cope it Yeah, she's high with the locust all in her sin Told her, "Girl, I can help this, cannot fake bliss" I said, "It's all I can do, I insist" No, I don't need another favour (ooh) She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah (ooh) And no one coulda saved her (ooh) None coulda saved her (oh) No, I don't need another favour (ooh) She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah (ooh) And no one coulda saved her (ooh) None coulda saved her (oh) No, I don't need another favour (ooh) She said, I'm ready for the grave, yeah (ooh) And no one coulda saved her (ooh) None coulda saved her (oh)
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