| 1- I can’t get down, I can’t get down
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| Wit' you no more
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| I can’t get down, I can’t get down
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| Wit' you no more
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| I can’t get down, I can’t get down
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| Wit' you no more
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| I can’t get down, oh
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| I remember when
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| We were the best of friends
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| Flowers in the air
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| Nothing could stop us there
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| Walking hand in hand
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| Bare feet in the sand
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| Everything was cool
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| Now I don’t understand
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| We don’t hit the streets
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| Like we used to in my 6
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| Almost seems as if
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| You found someone new to run with
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| No more iced out things
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| No more shopping sprees
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| So where you getting it from
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| Cause you ain’t gettin' it from me
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| 2- One, you runnin' game
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| Two, you don’t act the same
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| Three, cheatin' on me
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| Four, behind closed doors
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| Five, just last night
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| Six, ain’t talking no more
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| Why the late phone calls?
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| Why the late night trips?
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| Your girlfriend’s car broke down
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| Who you think you dealin' with?
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| I done peeped your game
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| Everynight excuse is the same
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| Girlfriend this, girlfriend that
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| I’m tired so one day
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| I gets in my ride
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| To see just where you are
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| You’re leaving the liquor store
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| With two bottles of White Star
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| Ride on up the street
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| To check into a room
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| A nigga in a Range Rover
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| Is feeling all over you
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| I knew you was runnin' game
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| Seven, sees more niggas in the side
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| Eight, is always out all night
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| Nine, just keeps on making up lies
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| Ten, don’t care that it ain’t right
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| Eleven, dressed like seven
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| Twelve, won’t make you change
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| Thirteen, why me?
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| Fourteen, begging you down on my knees
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| Fifteen, take this ring away please
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| I’m so tired of counting things wrong
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| So to hell with you, get gone
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| Repeat 2 til fade |