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Private yacht on the Atlantic
Got her speaking Spanish
A little standish but outlandish
Made her cloths vanish
A chilly breeze puffing trees
As we sail seas
Black bottle of that Roszay made her Hit her knees
Island of the coast but it ain't Florida Keys
Doing coke off her titties till my nose Sneezed but every time she did a line It made her nose bleed
Use to wipe use to
Clean it wit my tee
Remember all that fun it was you and Me
Then It all sunk in
Reality
Nightmares formed from a fantasy
Them marriage vows guess that Wasn't guaranteed
Rehab and therapy it want help a Nigga
So I resort to the drugs and bottles of Liquor
Rehab and therapy it want help a Nigga
So I resort to the drugs and bottles of Liquor

I keep having nightmares
And memories
Of you me
How could it be
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I keep having nightmares
And memories
Of you me
How could it be
Over like this
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Right hand crap game made the dice Roll
40 grand we was winning at the Palazzo
She say she want it nice fast she Didn't want that nice slow
That a.m. that I it her gave made her Morning glow
Them biscuits that she making came From scratch doe
Somebody sleeping in my bed
Damm Sisqo
Dru hill-in up the block
Hand on my pistol
The first nigga I see I swear I'm let it Go
I was born in the streets homie that's All I know
Sandwich bags on the table bagging Up white snow
Got the Feins just tweeting front the Corner store the feins keep coming Back and they wanting more
My mama screaming son please let it Go but my girl screaming please just Sale moe
I think she want Bur-kin bag
But I don't think she want to pay half

I keep having nightmares
And memories
Of you me
How could it be
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I keep having nightmares
And memories
Of you me
How could it be
Over like this
Over like this