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• Artiste: Tinashe
• Titre: Pretend
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Yeah, it's almost like Can't nobody do it quite, like I do it right Give it to you how you live Can we pretend That everything is like yesterday What if I just wanna feel you touching me? Ain't nobody perfect So if you take a while to make it worth it I wanna pretend Let's pretend that we 'bout to break up To catch the feelings that I when we make up Legs up, suicide, north side We never count points when we courtside Let's pretend I ain't your friend So we can get it on again Let's pretend we never met A good excuse to play forget Let's pretend you never lied So I can give it up all night Swallow my pride, and learn to forgive When I'm looking for love I pretend It's you A love that never ends I pretend it's you That I'm in love with If we pretend that I'm happy when I'm really not Pretend that I give you everything I've got Pretend that I'm there when I ain't there Pretend that I care when I don't care Once upon a time, I did Now I admit that I was fucking with a kid Now I pretend that everything's straight When everything ex covered up like pain Let's pretend it's my first time So you can really blow my mind Let's pretend we never met A good excuse to play forget Let's pretend you never lied So I can give it up all night Swallow my pride, and learn to forgive When I'm looking for love I pretend It's you A love that never ends I pretend it's you That I'm in love with To never fool around with you was my best deed Stand up, got a heart up on my left sleeve When I could find another lover by the next week Besties turn to ex-ies from a pep tease Fuck what these other n*ggas on, I came to flaunt What's that A$AP,a little Saint Laurent? Probably what you're thinking 'bout, the commas in my bank account Pretty bitches bring em out, jiggy n*gga in the house When I caught her dancing by the couch With her little booty hanging out Sticking something in her stomach Got her screaming out "I'm coming", fronting like you really want it Still my n*gga though It's you A love that never ends I pretend it's you That I'm in love with Can we pretend?