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I Ain't


I ain't bord in the house even thought it's quartine In this place I'm having a 

party.Why I'm wearing my favorite red dress and you wearing that tuxedo.

Come, on man, we can dance right now if you really want to. And I'II show you 

how to really get down. How to get down.

 

Oh, and let's not forget leave yo' mask, and all that medical stuff at home 

because we don't even need it. Because my place already clean baby.

 

I ain't bord in the house even thought it's quartine in this place I'm having a party.

In this place having a party. So, call all y'all friends they can come over. Anyways

it starts at 3:00 in the afternoon, and I just hope you don't pass out or one of them

dudes who thought they were fly turned out to be trash. 

 

I ain't bord in the house, bord in the house, bord i the house, bord in the house,

bord in the house, bord in the house... Bord in the house

 

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