Rihanna's gun

Cris Cab

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    This tune is called Rihanna's gone!
    Cris Cab
    We're the best!
    Rock that...
    You have just to wake in the sleep...
    wanna talk to the...

    When a woman's fed up, your car gets ...
    You call 911, and police they show up
    They don't need no reason, to put you in prison
    She gives the order ...
    I used to hold you in my arms,
    Now you're holding me an arm
    Tick, tick, tack, turn.. the alarm.
    Yeah, there's a riot in the bedroom
    And I don't know if I'mma make ...
    She shook me one time, she shook me two times
    She shook me three times, she shook me four times
    And then... Rihanna's gone!
    Oh, one time
    Oh, two times
    Oh, three times
    Oh, four times
    And I never got the chance to apologize!

    So baby girl, these are two roses
    I picked them from your garden
    I'm begging for your pardon
    Please take me back in the morning!
    Oh, these are the roses
    I picked them from your garden
    I'm begging for your pardon
    Please take me back in the morning!

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    She was talking, and talking, and talking to my heart
    I know she was up to something when I saw her in the dark
    Her hand was on the burner, and my things were in the yard
    My head, my shoes, my clothes, and...
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    I told her that I loved her, but I guess it's not enough
    She sliced up my tires, so I had to take the bus
    I never would admit it, so she told me we were done
    she said she found a paper with Stacy's number on the front.
    She shook me one time, she shook me two times
    She shook me three times, she shook me four times
    And then... Rihanna's gone!
    Oh, one time
    Oh, two times
    Oh, three times
    Oh, four times
    And I never got the chance to apologize!

    So baby girl, these are two roses
    I picked them from your garden
    I'm begging for your pardon
    Please take me back in the morning!
    Oh, these are the roses
    I picked them from your garden
    I'm begging for your pardon
    Please take me back in the morning!

    She kept to me, without a fight
    But baby girl, it's quite all right
    They say two wrongs don't make it right
    She say why you carry roses to ... fights.
    But suddenly, I was out of size!

    No guns, but roses,
    I picked them from your garden
    I'm begging for your pardon
    Please take me back in the morning!
    Oh, these are the roses
    I picked them from your garden
    I'm begging for your pardon
    Please take me back in the morning!
    Rihanna's gun!

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