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T.I., Pharrell Williams, Robin Thicke - Blurred Lines (Physical Version)

Blurred Lines
T.I., Pharrell Williams, Robin Thicke
04:23
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[Pharrell:]
Everybody get up!
Everybody get up!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!

[Verse 1: Robin Thicke]
If you can't hear what I'm tryin' to say,
If you can't read from the same page,
Maybe I'm goin' deaf, maybe I'm goin' blind,
Maybe I'm outta my mind.

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
Okay, now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal, baby, it's in your nature.
Just let me liberate you,
Hey, hey, hey!
You don't need no papers,
Hey, hey, hey!
That man is not your maker,
And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl,
I know you want it,
I know you want it,
I know you want it.
You're a good girl,
Can't let it get passed me.
You far from plastic,
Talk about gettin' blasted.
I hate these blurred lines,
I know you want it,
I know you want it,
I know you want it.
But you're a good girl,
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty,
Go ahead, get at me!

[Verse 2: Robin Thicke]
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on?
What do we need steam for?
You the hottest bitch in this place.
I feel so lucky, you wanna hug me,
Hey, hey, hey!
What rhymes with "hug me"?
Hey, hey, hey!

[Chorus]

[T.I.:]
Hustle Gang, homie.
Leggo!
One thing I ask you:
Let me be the one you back that ass to,
Go from Malibu, to Paribu.
Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you,
So hit me up when you passin through.
I'll give you somethin big enough to tear your ass in two.
Swag on, even when you dress casual,
I mean it's not almost unbearable.
Then, honey, you're not there when I'm,
With my foresight, bitch, you pay me by.
Nothin like your last guy, he too square for you,
He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that,
So I'm just watchin and waitin
For you to salute the truly pimpin,
Not many women can refuse this pimpin,
But I'm a nice guy, but you get it if you get with me.

[Bridge: Robin Thicke]
Shake the vibe! Get down! Get up!
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt,
What you don't like work?
Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica,
It always works for me Dakota to Decatur.
No more pretendin',
Hey, hey, hey!
‘Cause now you winnin',
Hey, hey, hey!
Here's our beginning.

[Chorus]

[Pharrell:]
Everybody get up!
Everybody get up!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!

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