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Don't Get Me Wrong

Gifted

Hip-Hop/Rap

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LINDA VALORI - DON'T GET ME WRONG
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George Paljusevic
George Paljusevic
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Don't get me wrong Don't get me wrong Ayy Yea Fuck what you think Wanna see me then you better not blink I be moving so fast but I hop out a tank As I'm laughing my ass all the way to the bank Laughin my ass off nah you a lame Got it on stain like a bucket of paint Big Gifted yo what can I say You ain't ready to rumble don't walk in the ring Mmm yea lookin at me Why's everybody always lookin at me Balmain jeans Balmain white tee All they see is they ain't like me Ain't like me and I'm not like you How many bitches I got? Like two One I fuck and the other I screw While the other one is too busy at school Don't get me wrong If I had someone I love I'd give her the world and let her drink from my cup I won't even care if we argue we'll make up Hope I don't fuck it up but knowing my luck Knowing my luck I probably will I'm sorry to Gina I don't where you are but I just wanna see ya When We met at the bar I was happy to meet ya When we kissed at the bar it was something like Katrina In my life you stormed in like a hurricane Every girl that I been with since you was only to nourish pain Every girl that I been with since you Don't even feel the same Even if I gotta move on girl I'm happy I met you Even if I gotta move on girl I'll never forget you But I'll try to you was my girl you was my boo You can cry girl ima cry too Fuck no I'm not fine with this Ima just spit some turn up shit and try to get my mind off it Fuck what you think Wanna see me then you better not blink I be moving so fast but I hop out a tank As I'm laughing my ass all the way to the bank Laughin my ass off nah you a lame Got it on stain like a bucket of paint Big Gifted yo what can I say You ain't ready to rumble don't walk in the ring Yeah I'll give you a whole lot of kisses I'll give you a whole lot of kids And when we get back to the place that we live in I'll clean up the crib and I'll help with the dishes But I won't be in the kitchen Nah and neither will you Look I'll pay somebody to do it instead You know I got bread you know I could spend My time with like 5 dimes but I rather chill with you instead If that ain't real then blue is red I have to feel your boobs your breasts Gotta in my hands and my lips on your neck I'm goin way up I want you to come with me I'm goin way up I want you to come with me Don't get me wrong I still fuck with you
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