I am feeling lovey dovey,
and i miss my baby.
If she were here,
I know she would be on me.
Honey
So lovely,
So rich and spicy,
That's me, made my mummy.
I be on my British,
She be on that swagg tip.
I called and she said
Thank you honey.
Honey
That's me.
Swagg bae,
and me, honey.
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