Baby with you I hit the mark, bull’s-eye
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Baby with you I hit the mark, bull’s-eye
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Baby with you I hit dead center
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I love your look and your accent
Ask me anything, I’ll take it
Let’s do hardcore training
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We switch off iPhone and PlayStation
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Better if you take off the extensions
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I undo the button and the zip, hey
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Sneakers matching the fit, hey
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So tight I imagine everything
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I dream I dive into the blue of your jeans
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Skinny but filled out, you’re thick
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In black leather leggings
Only you do me like this, mh
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I watch you and smoke but I’m already high
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I think how sexy you are in those
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Like when you slip on the Jordan 4s
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Like when you slide into shorts
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F*ck the world, it’s all gossip anyway
I think about our own stuff
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I wrote it on a Post-it
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Baby with you I hit the mark, one-hundred
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You’re what I surely want
You take me from zero to a hundred
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Baby with you I hit the mark, one-hundred
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You say I don’t fit with you
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With your downtown friends
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But you don’t fit with them
You fit with me, I feel it
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You can tell you’ve got the devil inside
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And they stained you early
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They think I make these songs up
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And that you’re always in the center
The only one I don’t lie to
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Even if the wind slices our faces
And even if inside you die
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I watch you take a drag and I’d like to be in your mouth
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And I’m on you like a name carved in rock
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And the sun in Torbello or Monaco
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Baby with you I hit the mark, one-hundred
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You’re what I surely want
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You take me from zero to a hundred
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Baby with you I hit the mark, one-hundred