| Huh
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| Huh
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| Right
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| Know I’m saying?
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| Right
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| Know I mean?
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| You know I love this shit right here
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| Know I mean?
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| This my type of music
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| Know I’m saying?
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| Huh
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| Huh
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| Ayo, 'huh
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| You thought I’d be unsuccessful
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| So you let go
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| Don’t know what happened
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| Thought that we had something special
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| But I seen you fold under pressure
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| That’s unacceptable
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| We gotta let go
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| This shits becoming stressful
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| First they love
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| 'Till they lost you
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| First they say «I do»
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| Then they divorce you
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| Huh
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| It gets painful
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| It feels awful
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| Remaining cordial
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| With somebody that crossed you
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| Now
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| Ya mouth forgive me
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| I wonder if ya heart do?
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| Cause ya animosity make ya harder to talk to
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| And I know you’ll never forget me because it scar’d you
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| And you probably wanna forgive me it’s just hard to
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| Every time I call you
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| All we do is argue
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| I gave you the keys to the Vee’s
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| And credit cards too
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| 1 time you called the police
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| That shit is horrible
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| Knowing my closet full of dirty money and dog-food
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| You told secrets
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| Got ya sister involved too
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| Now ya whole family don’t like me
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| Even ya Mom’Dukes
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| Could care less how they feel
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| Hate to inform you
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| I ain’t for you
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| Relationship ain’t normal
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| Look how I rose
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| I’m walking on floors that’s marble
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| Designer clothes
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| And all of my hoes adorable
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| Then I got locked down
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| But somehow I called you
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| And you was there for me
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| To support me in the courtroom
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| Unconditional Love round here
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| Huh
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| I wouldn’t trade it for the world
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| Might argue and fight, Dat’s life
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| But rather you’re wrong or right
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| Ya always my babygirl, huh
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| Unconditional Love round here
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| Huh
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| I wouldn’t trade it for the world
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| Might argue and fight, Dat’s life
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| But rather you’re wrong or right
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| Ya always my babygirl, huh |