Trump know when that hotline bling, that can only mean one thing.
Ever since I left the city, you, you, you ...
I got fake people showin' fake love to me. Straight up to my face, straight up to my faaaace.
I know way too many people here right now.
That I didn't know last year-who the f*ck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights.
We've been everywhere and back.
But I just can't remember it all.
What am I doing? What am I doing?
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