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Denzel Himself - Special lyrics

Artist: Denzel Himself

album: Special


He pins me down, he spins me round like Cirque du Soleil
He keeps me open
He keeps me open
And every time he says my name he keeps me blowin'
He keeps me knowin', that
He keeps me knowin', that
He pins me down, he spins me round like Cirque du Soleil
He keeps me open
He keeps me open
And every time he says my name he keeps me blowin'
He keeps me knowin', that
He keeps me knowin', that
Set Count, I'm surprised you came and I
Cannot wait until the weekend
Babygirl I'm suprised you *came* and I
Cannot wait until we freakin' mummy
Restaurant, buy you coupla' things you know
Show you things can't rely on the teacher
What ya, Umi says, ya Rabbi or ya Preacher mummy
The bars, the contact, garage or the streets
I'm nasty, trick is you nasty ¿
I'm daring, yes and I'm nasty
I'm starring yes and I'm filmin' too
I ain't one to play games cos I'm feelin' you
I told, you, to your face, I'm widdit
Wait a while, ain't a rush to get in it (get in it)
Nah I'm playin' I'm impatient til I'm feelin' you
He pins me down, he spins me round like Cirque du Soleil
He keeps me open
He keeps me open
And every time he says my name he keeps me blowin'
He keeps me knowin', that
He keeps me knowin', that
He pins me down, he spins me round like Cirque du Soleil
He keeps me open
He keeps me open
And every time he says my name he keeps me blowin'
He keeps me knowin', that
He keeps me knowin', that
You, me, we, just chill
You, smoke, weed, I bill
Your, girl, friends, say, him, self, aint, shit
And that's ill, mummy
Dont- mummy
Tell me how you feel daddy
I'll be real, yea I ___ me a few
3am Uber after the stu ...
Hour max shoes on then I'm out (then I'm out)
Himself got a name for himself, you know
So dumb doggies mention Himmy for clout, but
There's no clout, Himself's a Goth
I'll prolly, kill myself 'fore I fuck with you tramps, low me
Either way it's your call to call, you know
Trust yourself, "intuition" and that, but...
Trust me girl, if you finna react the man
C'est la vie, ain't no hittin' me back, you're mad
He pins me down, he spins me round like Cirque du Soleil
He keeps me open
He keeps me open
And every time he says my name he keeps me blowin'
He keeps me knowin', that
He keeps me knowin', that
He pins me down, he spins me round like Cirque du Soleil
He keeps me open
He keeps me open
And every time he says my name he keeps me blowin'
He keeps me knowin', that
He keeps me knowin', that

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