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Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds
Wake up to your girl for now let's call her Cleopatra, Cleopatra
My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow
But we gon' be alright
Pimping in my convos
Bubbles in my champagne
Let it be some jazz playing
The world is ending, I'm done pretendin'
And fuck you if you get offended
Don't switch on me, I got big plans
We need to forward to the islands and get you gold, no spray tans
There was a time before you
And there will be a time after you
Though these bodies are not our own
Walk tall little one, walk tall