Hot Revolver (Extended Version)
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Young mullah, baby Umm, young mullah, baby She says, do you have the time To listen to me whine She askin' who's on the other line? You diss me every time I tell 'em, baby I'm a star Shit, I'm above a star And now I done got so high I did forgotten who you are (Are, are) Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh Ah ah Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh Oh oh oh, ah, oh oh eh eh Ah ah I'm in love with you But I can't be with you Tomorrow I'll be back Up on the first flight Right up out of town Young mullah, baby Hop back in my spaceship Girl, I gotta drop your ass off (Oh oh eh eh) Last night, yeah we were spaced girl You love it, girl, I gotta take off (Oh oh eh eh) 'Cause I'm a be here next week So call your company and take off Oh oh oh, yeah oh oh eh 'Cause she say, "Wayne, Wayne" So she got me all impatient Cry me a river I can hear my conscious While I say aloud Boy, you got a problem (Problem) And you ain't foolin' no one But yourself You're like a hot revolver (Hot revolver) But you ain't killin' no one But yourself And so she's gone to party town On her own And you go by yourself So all alone I told her, I can be with her But I can't be with her As much as she like me to She like me too much That's the problem Oh my God, then Shorty be whillin' And when I say I got to leave You wouldn't believe All of the things that she'll do And all of the things That she'll say to make me stay And I be like, 'Damn' I'm not going for forever I'll be back someday But she wanna go with me To outer space So we made love in the Milky Way And then I send her on her way Boy, you got a problem (Problem) And you ain't foolin' no one But yourself You're like a hot revolver But you ain't killin' no one But yourself And so she's gone to party town On her own And you go by yourself So all alone Now she's not picking up the phone I don't know what to do Thinking about visiting her home Landing my space ship on her roof Going through her bedroom window Only to find a man shoe on the floor Oh no Oh no Oh oh no And I'm like Who am I to blame When she was pleading wayne If you ever leave again I don't wanna see you anymore Hop back in my space ship Hope that I don't spot you at all Eh eh oh Because baby if I see you I'm a probably knock your ass out Eh eh oh Put you in the trunk Throw him over the bridge and take off Boy, you got a problem (Problem) And you ain't foolin' no one But yourself You're like a hot revolver But you ain't killin' no one But yourself And so she's gone to party town On her own And you go by yourself So all alone
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