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AKON lyrics : "Used To Know Remix"

But I guess I don't need that thing
Now you're just somebody that I used to know


Go on take her, I don't need her
Kicking back at my two seater
I'm thru witcha... I don't remember

Nuttin bout you, amnesia
I've moved on, adios
Pop your bottles, make a toast

4 pockets filled up
None but dem dead folks.
You thought that I was gonna save you

Tried to play it, but I played you
Louis V, D&G
Look at you weep, (*##$ I made you!

I'm cold hearted, no fellons,
Momma clear got no... it's
I'm cold hearted, no feelins, my McLearn got no ceilin

Fast life can't handle, I'm 85 three wheelin
Pan Am air, new Ferrari, paint job, car key
Two hoes half asian, two more, venezuelan

Through witcha now kick rocks
Ask da ones on my tick tock
Ten bricks for this wrist watche

Is over babe, straight drop
(Em)
Whew- What da $#&@? Hey yo who kidd run that %#@! back-

God damn- whooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiddddddddd---- Repeat- I'm not typing this %#@! over, scroll up for lyrics-

But I guess I don't need that thing

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Go on take it, I don't need him

Kicking back at my two seat
I'm too... I don't remember
None about you, amnesia

I've moved on, adios
Pop your bottles, make the toast
Whole pockets filled up

None but dead folks.
You thought that I was gonna save you
Tried to play, but I played you

Louis V, D&G
Look at you weed, (*##$ I made you!
I'm cold hearted, no fellons,

Momma clear got no...
Fast life can't handle, no need to find three...
Panama, new Ferrari, pay job, car key

Two hoes half age, two more, tell us when
Through... and I kick rocks
Ask ones in my tick tock

Ten bricks for this wrist watches
Is over babe, straight drop
(Wow! What a $#&@? Who keep running this %#@!

God damn it! )
Chorus:
But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Money, money, money man

I got DCs...
Living life screwed up... whole living
You swear... tell a lie

But that bull%#@! I'm too fly
My heard cold, I don't feel nothing in, I'm paralyzed.
You can have...

She don't know how to treat a boss
I move pounds like...
Get high, it's how I recall

... on my face
... on my waste
Like you more guilty
I bought the... that little space.
You're playing games, changing notes

And I ain't got time for it
Drop, drop the top, I need...
Fresh... on my bad...
I got real hoe with... on the tattoos.


Chorus:
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know


Yeah! I, I ain't in love with bloodsucker
Bleed this pack, stay by the rubber
You can look, never let 'em touch yee
Thinking about all day, mother $#&@ing
Roll over eggs, roll, chill
Need room to breathe like fish skills

Get, get 'em new
Once they gave them away good will
High heels... got that $$# moving in 3D
... everything so crazy
Got, got invited for me like...
... throw it out, hot froze
... beauty and the beast, I love hoes

That %#@! I don't like, do everything for...
I scream, but my eyes clean, and my cake... is for appetite
Oblivious... whole thing
... that thirty eight in my Vera Yang

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