SA-MY-D (Matroda Remix) - HEDEGAARD & Cancun

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You're on my mind Thinking about all happy times Looking at pictures of what we used to be, ohh You're om my mind Thinking about all the happy times The thought of being without you,I How I wish I could turn back time You're on my mind How I wish I could turn back time Ohh On my mind You're on mind Thinking about all the happy times Ohh You're on my mind The thought of being without you,I How I wish could turn back time You're on my mind How I wish I could turn back time ohh You're on my mind (Lirycs by Aloe Blacc)

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Says she wanna runnin with the jeep, yeah yeah yeah Hey Says she wanna runnin with the jeep, yeah yeah yeah Hey Pull up in the spot, when you ready All designer owned, what I'm wearing Jody cannot keep, keeps on starin' Gonna make ya teasin' in the clearin' When all your friends ask, what do we tell 'em That you're feeling good and better This is for the streets, this ain't valid Make such a way for the way Hold up, buddy slow up Like a rubber wheel, roll up Body like a bottle of Coke-a-Cola We don't give a fuck, yeah tell 'em Rich Says she wanna runnin with the jeep I be somewhere slobbin' on the quick I just had my fortress of the week Get the beat, get the sweet, get the eat Says she wanna runnin with the jeep Hey Says she wanna runnin with the jeep Hey B12 guys fuckin' fear Times on blind on the projects Had too many shots, fuck, is this real Smokin' on the bomb like it's cookin' Pushin' up soda like a spoon straw Said she like to go fast Sold her like a sports car We friends that go hard Rest until we get knocked off Tunnel like a call Baby you can take your top off Hold up, buddy slow up Like a rubber wheel, roll up Body like a bottle of Coke-a-Cola We don't give a fuck, yeah tell 'em Rich Says she wanna runnin with the jeep I be somewhere slobbin' on the quick I just had my fortress of the week Get the beat, get the sweet, get the eat Says she wanna runnin with the jeep Says she wanna runnin with the jeep