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hoodie allen - push you away lyrics

hey
turn it up
godd-mn i don’t give a f-ck (godd-mn i don’t give a f-ck)

yeah
lamborghini doors split to the caption
a motherf-cker living out a life in the hamptons
oh my gosh, tragic, is it though?
ended way faster than anyone imagined
living like a wealthy man, anything can happen
she was just a sundress spotted in manhattan
now we gettin undressed back room on the mattress
got a tiny apartment but i hope that you will crash here
they say i didn’t pay my dues, i don’t ever need it
if everything you say is true, i do not believe it
money’s piling up i just feel like a bolemic
throw it up throw it up and i’ll leave it
cuz i’m driving in a chevy that her daddy done bought
pedal’s gettin heavy cuz she’s never on course
grabbin to the clutch while she’s tryin to grab on to me (on to me)

so i’m tellin her
please don’t get that close to me
cuz i just got a feeling that you won’t like what you see (like what you see)
so you know i gotta
push you away, push push you away
i gotta push you away, push push you away
i gotta (gotta)
please don’t get that close to me (that close to me)

d-mn
cheap wine plus the smell of some cigarettes
goldilocks, there’s another one in my bed
let’s keep the lights off, undercover, infrared
tellin me i think i liked you better on the internet
livin like a wealthy man, yeah she hates my lifestyle
talkin serious and hatin it when i smile
i don’t really need a wife, but i need her right now
every mistake i make you takin me to time out
they say i didn’t pay my dues, i don’t ever need it
if everything you say is true, i do not believe it
money’s piling up i just feel like a bolemic
throw it up throw it up and i’ll leave it
cuz i’m drivin in the city where my parents grew up
and the only thing that’s changin is i finally blew up
rollin down the window just to give myself some room to breathe (room to breathe)

ba ba da ba ba da
gettin that close to me
ba ba da ba ba da
cuz i been drivin in this city in this pickup truck
and the only thing that matters, what you think of us
packin up my bags, but i never really wanna leave (wanna leave)

so i’m tellin her
please don’t get that close to me (that close to me, that close to me)
cuz i just got a feeling that you won’t like what you see (i got a feeling that you won’t like what you see)
so you know i gotta
push you away (i gotta), push push you away
i gotta push you away (i gotta), push push you away
i gotta (gotta)
please don’t get that close to me (that close to me)

- hoodie allen lyrics

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