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Tiziano Ferro: "A 40 anni sarò padre"
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Picture us married you and me k-i-s-s-i-n-gI remember the first time girl you and me f-u-c-k-i-n-gRepeatShe was the modern ices honey dog she was pricelessPerfect definition what a wife is I like thisShowed me how exciting life isI used to hang around dudes that used icepics shiestlist put you on their heistliestHow we met it must have been fate first date crushed grape we ate lobster and steakShe kept asking questions how the cash made how my rent's paidHow many guns I sprayed and huns I laidShe said she want to have a family raised kids somedayLike out in Beverly Hills she wanna live one dayI can get with that I drop you off homeI called you hit me back i wanna dig that did I? I did thatPut it way up where her ribs at her future kids hadYou held out for two weeks longer than these hoodratsYou precious more precious than lost treasureMatter of fact im kinda hoping we can stay togetherChorus 2XI see you dressed up in white face covered in vail do I hear wedding bells?My dogs throw on rice its the day your father give you awayTo a real man I gently put the ring on your handDo we vow to stay faithful? Do more than try toNow look me in my eyes and say i dodriving off in the Rolls Royce just married on the platesWe can spend our honneymoon in the statesYou can throw your friend a bouquet something in the back of my head sayFor us two maybe cuz I love youHug you squeeze you touch you tease youAs long as we are together its heaven for meto please youWon't stop until I tell you to beautiful deeper and harder love laying new with youRunning my fingers thru your hair its not days that go byWhile Im witch you that I won't even careChorus 2XYou been with young dudes old guyshindus papas colombians who cut piesBut none of them can touch NasThug ones for those soft the baby shitShe been with hoodlums and those who act crazy shituntil one day she decided to flip it was nothing I can do about itLike she the boss and shit started talking this divorcin' shitI gave her my half rib half my crib half my cakeHalf my car half my kid can't get thattried to swing on a god had to dip thatYo pushed her on the bed lifted her legHad to ripp that all she wanted was rough sex with her slick assHad to sit back smoke a blunt and just lookWith her fine ass body and a damn good cookFor some reason yo she had me stuck and I had her in my web tooYou my queen god bless youChorus 2X

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