| Every situation that we facing feel like déjà-vu
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| My nigga please don’t ever ever love a woman more than she love you
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| All my niggas telling me that life goes on
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| Tell me what’s the reason why I’m so far gone
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| Fuck your social-media encyclopedia cause them days are through
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| Tell me do you want an actress
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| Tell me do you want a bad bitch
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| Tell me do you want a 'gram chick
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| To do photoshoots with Blaq Smith
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| Forever 21, let’s bring out the champers
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| I got too many cuts, do you got the bandage
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| Now we’re too established to deal with the madness
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| Let’s fuck up the mattress, then go make a sandwich
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| Going HAM in the Virgin Active
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| Treat your body like a canvas (Oh yeah)
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| Everyday is a tidal wave, one flood away from the tabloids
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| That’s damage
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| How you gon' pack your shit away on a holiday
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| That’s savage
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| Parents say «Do you really got what it takes to be in tandem»
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| Even they couldn’t find a way so they had to break up the family
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| Toyota Camry
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| Every situation that we facing feel like déjà vu
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| My nigga please don’t ever ever love a woman more than she love you
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| All my niggas telling me that life goes on
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| Tell me what’s the reason why I’m so far gone
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| Fuck your social-media encyclopedia cause them days are through
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| Everybody got their armor on, that’s Joburg
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| Blessed bitches book bodyguards
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| Just in case they run into the baby moms buying groceries
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| Squad checking for the Audemars when you pour a glass
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| And you toast it
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| Goddamn, is that not some hoe shit
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| Fat ass tryna act bad on the socials
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| But when it’s time for that home shit
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| They gon' backtrack like they wholesome
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| But it’s over
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| Tryna keep up with the Joneses
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| But we too caught up in emotion
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| Is she just a drop in the ocean
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| Or she the one I can grow old with
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| I say: Holy Father give me strength
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| Right until the end
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| She ain’t even tryna talk to me with respect
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| All I ever wanted was for you to go to bed and hit me with a text (Oh yeah)
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| Everything is hunky-dory when we’re on the jet
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| Let’s not pretend
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| Every situation that we facing feel like déjà vu
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| My nigga please don’t ever ever love a woman more than she love you
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| All my niggas telling me that life goes on
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| Tell me what’s the reason why I’m so far gone
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| Fuck your social-media encyclopedia cause them days are through
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| — Hello daddy… touch
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| — My
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| — Blood. |
| Touch my blood. |
| I love you daddy
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| — Say «Fully in»
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| — Fully in
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| — You wanna go
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| — Yes
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| — Okay, okay, okay. |
| Bye. |
| Say bye
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| — Bye
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| — No, into the mic. |
| One last time and then we’re done. |
| Say bye
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| — Bye
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| — Woah! |
| And we’re out! |