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Big Time Rush Nothing Even Matters

they want about us, about us, oh, woah And nothing even matters, woah And nothing even matters Nothing even matters, woah And nothing even matters, woah We don't even

about us, about us. (oh woah) And nothing even matters. (woah) And nothing even matters. (eh) Nothing even matters. (woah) And nothing even matters. (woah) We don't even

us, about us. (oh woah) And nothing even matters. (woah) And nothing even matters. (eh) Nothing even matters. (woah) And nothing even matters. (woah) We don't even

tell the dj slow it down, 'cause this bitch is all that I want the time to go slow, and my dough even slower I wanna fuck ya pussy, but I don't even

single . . . it was really a bummer, they wouldn't even play it on the radio . . . Oh, well, gotta come up with something better than that . . . 1:34 Don: Good evening

Hudson) [Joe Budden] GIVE IT AWAY NOW! L-look look look look look I can't call it, I always seem to take one step backward and five steps forward, Nothing

just wanna steal my shine And the other half ain't worth the time [Chorus] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to

got it on smash, now How the f**k they even got the audacity To fire marshal come and try to talk about the capacity Every time I'm in the spot I hope

even play it on the radio . . . Oh, well, gotta come up with something better than that . . . [1:34] Don: Good evening, this is Biff Debris. Phyllis