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Old ways, new habits Probably out of balance I hit up my best friend Invite her to my palace. I'm the king of cold I'm building igloos in the sand How you hate me when I talk but love me when I tan?
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:03 PM UTC
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Old ways, new habits Probably out of balance I hit up my best friend Invite her to my palace. I'm the king of cold I'm building igloos in the sand How you hate me when I talk but love me when I tan?
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:03 PM UTC
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