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Gone (sango Remix) Lyrics - Xo - The Weeknd

I got you 

I got a hold of you 

Said you want to see 

How we roll 

Well take a seat (take a seat) 

And we'll just 

Drink it, drop it, drink it, spill it 

Baby, touch your body, body 

You gotta, taste it, feel it, rub it on me baby 

Don't you worry, you gotta keep up 

Cuz I been gone, I been gone, I been gone, I been gone 

 

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Girl 

Why don't you fuck what you heard, baby 

Cause I been gone 

You can see for yourself, lady 

Girl, I lit you something 

Something something, for you 

You would love to pass around 

 

Yeah, yeah, yea yea yea yea 

 

Oh well just- Drink it, drop it, drink it, spill it 

Baby, touch your body, body 

Gotta taste it, feel it, rub it on me baby 

Don't you worry, dont you worry, you gotta keep up 

Cause I been gone 

I've been gone, I've been gone, I've been gone 

 

I've been gone, I've been gone 

I've been gone, I've been gone, I've been gone 

 

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I hope I make it home 

Youll be thinking of it 

I got the whole city on my side, tonight, tonight 

Watch us rock it out 

 

Watch us leave it girl 

After the show is done 

You can take take me to yours 

 

But my lungs so muddy 

I love the way you taste 

Drink it till I'm ugly baby 

Fuck me while I'm faded 

Feel that through my denim 

Babygirl I gotcha 

I'm only 21 so I do it when I wanna 

Gone from the codeine, 'methazine, lean 

Got me feelin' kinda weak 

 

And it's kinda hard to breathe 

But you're turning 23, so I'll fuck you if you need 

In your birthday suit 

I'mma give you what you fiend 

 

But I ain't taking off my black boots 

I'm fallin 

Cuz I'm numb from the neck down 

I'm sorry 

You won't know that I can't feel it 

 

I could win a fucking oscar 

By the way I fuckin did it 

And you won't ever fuckin know 

Cuz I won't ever fuckin show it 

Except when I be wheezy from that other cup of potion 

 

Dirty spiked toastin 

Fast life fuck slow 

Low life for life 

Let them meds flow 

Let the night flow 

I'm so gone 

Let these meds flow 

I'm so gone 

Let these meds flow 

I'm so gone 

I'm so gone 

Woah, woah, oh 

Said im gone gone gone 

Woah oh 

I'm so gone 

Gone 

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