t allowed to say that you're better You aren't allowed to say that cause you're the hipster type You've got a lot to say, but don't mention The mirror kissing
Make him your cover Blindfold on You oughtta take a look in the mirror Every line's gettin' clearer See the face you can't deny Take a look in the mirror
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allowed to say that you're better You aren't allowed to say that 'cause you're the hipster type You've got a lot to say but don't mention The mirror kissing
the bar, grinding hard, With another ho So wasted, He stumbles in Throws the keys on the couch, Acting innocent, She won't ask, Where he's been, Just wants a kiss
and, later on she text me on her phone said, ?I know you young, but come show me ya grown hat? Sex in the city (Sex in the city) Started off with a kiss
winds I feel his breath Golden eye, I found his weakness Golden eye, he'll do what I please Golden eye, no time for sweetness But a bitter kiss will
O-M-G, yeah Far East Movement O-M-G Snoop Dogg I bet you wake up in the morning And you kiss yourself 'Cause I would, if I was you I bet you show up
, what type of facts are those? If you grew up with holes in your zapper toes You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss
[Nicki Minaj] I remember standing in the mirror Searching for a winner but I didn't see it in her Now I've gone from a zero to a super-hero-oh-oh woah
looky looky, [Pitbull] Mama you S E X Y, lips, eyes, hips, thighs, That's right, that's right, that's right, Kiss the game goodbye, yeah just kiss
pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture, "This'll keep you safe daddy, take it witcha'" I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror
As if you see, right through to my soul It's your left hand and the way That it's not quite as big as your right The way you stand in the mirror Before
alone, laying here in the dark The room is so cold, and I'm crying out my heart Hungry but can't eat, IA?m tired I can't sleep Look in the mirror but
I lie here all alone In my bed of memories I?m dreamin? of your sweet kiss Oh, how you loved on me I can almost feel you with me Here in this blue moonlight
night watchman Click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them It's insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror
and I spit every rap as if it's my last You can die in the blink of an eye So bat ya eyelashes, and keep winking and blowin' kisses 'Cause your flirting