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Do Me Like That

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Dirt Road Gold


I type
You pocket-call me, late night
Just like your homie, hotline
Make me feel so lonely

Guess I′m just not your type
I'm in the friend zone, can′t lie
I know I should forget you, I'd climb
But I brought the wrong shoes
I'ma die on that hill

I just wanted you to know
I don′t wanna let you go
Find it hard to let you leave
When you do me like

Why do me like that?
Why do you do me like that?
Why do me like that?
Why do you do me like that?
Why do me like that? (Do me like that)
Why do you do me like that?
Why do me like that?
Why do you do me like that?

Somebody of faith, I
When you do me like that
Why you do me like that?

I won′t go lose my head
Oh, you make me lose my head
(What the heck? Fuck)
When you do me like

Why do me like that? (Do me like, do me like)
Why do you do me like that?
Why do me like that? (Do me like)
Why do you do me like that?

Somebody of faith, I
(Do me like that, when you do me like that)
I won't go lose my head, oh
Compositores: Luna Leonor Morgenstern, Philip Slabber, Stephen James David Galloway, Vinci Andanar

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