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Banda Hurt

To keep a friendship going That was obvious You didn't care about Do I move on Now now hope's gone I feel the same I guess the truth hurts Why do

I got the money I?ll stay where I belong Yeah, the beer would go a lot farther with a good 'ole hurtin? song Yeah, the beer would go a lot farther with a good 'ole hurtin

that Enzo Red 'Rari got two golds cost a million, want two more 2 seaters got three hoes Foreign bitch she got 3 golds Speakin' of shots, lets take one 20 bands

the church doors opened up wide She put her veil down, tryin' to hide the tears Oh, she just couldn't believe it She heard the trumpets from the military band

hurtful sight Oh, I miss being Mrs. tonight Oh, I miss being Mrs. tonight Oh, and how I loved them loving arms That once held me so tight I took off my wedding band

together And we're tryin to make something work Now who are we to judge one another? No ... that could cause alot of hurt

understand The line that we crossed, to climb those hills Gave us the strength to never fear The hurting

's groove to the new type of stylin' Get wild and loose with the darker the berry and sweet juice And when I burst you only two words is hurt me, hurt

on me Everything on me Zan with that Lean Nuthin but Irene Hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene Gotta go to the mall [Juice] I gotta pull a band [Juice