| All she know is that I’m famous
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| And she saw my face, a heart shaped T. V
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| And the next thing you know, she stay with me
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| Well, fuck it, I love it
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| Livin' how I wanted
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Lately, I don’t know what you’ve been thinkin' about
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| You lookin' at me like I’m someone else
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| All our conversations just won’t help
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| Can’t help you, help yourself
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| Look out my window
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| Penthouse on the tenth floor
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| I’m waitin' for my boo, but she’s not comin' through
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| Where did you go love?
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| I know it was so rough
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| We got all these problems
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| But I got money, but I guess it won’t solve them
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| I run from the fame, runnin' from the gang
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| I just wanna lay with you, forget about my pain
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| Runnin' from the face, runnin' from the lames
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| I just wanna fade away and don’t wanna know your name
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| You can call me an asshole
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| I don’t got no shame
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| Don’t mean to be bashful
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| But baby, would you let me in?
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| Lately, I don’t know what you’ve been thinkin' about
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| You lookin' at me like I’m someone else
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| All our conversations just won’t help
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| You do you and I’ll do myself
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| Look out my window
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| Penthouse on the tenth floor
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| I’m waitin' for my boo, but she’s not comin' through
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| Where did you go love?
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| I know it was so rough
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| We got all these problems
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| But I got money, but I guess it won’t solve them |