| I never wanted you to be my man
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| I just needed company
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| Dont want to get dependent on
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| Your time or who you spend it on
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| But I lose it when you look at me
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| Like smoke, I hung around in the unbalance
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| Woah, ohhhh!
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| Its not a movie, this is not a script or proofread
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| Ill spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies
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| Fun to punctuate, pronunciate, the funds I make, the miles I take,
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| put in your face
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| Oh my mistake, youre not a floosy? |
| Then excuse me
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| Before I talk, my style introduced me
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| Get your name and phone number like 1−2-3
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| Yall know the story, yall know the commentary
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| I kick the narrative, this is legendary
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| The good Samaritan, hood thespian
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| Like a polygamist, with a twist
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| Will I marry again? |
| Maybe, I guess
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| I hold a ladys interest, I just met
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| The love scholar, she the teachers pet
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| Every other eve we meet and make each other sweat
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| I feel triumphant, no strings
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| Just a fling to have fun with
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| I be out in London, Camden
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| Huntin for the answers, why did God take away the homie?
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| I cant stand it
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| Im a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity
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| Just hope the big man show me some courtesy
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| Why? |
| Cause Im deemed a heart breaker
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| Like smoke, girls lean round a player
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| Yeaha
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| I never wanted you to be my man
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| I just needed company
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| Dont want to get dependent on
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| Your time or who you spend it on
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| I lose it when you look at me
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| Like smoke, I hang around in the unbalance
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| Woah, ohhhh!
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| Yo, this recession is a test
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| Its affecting my complexion
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| Misdirection my affection
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| My concerns are bill collections
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| The facts is the taxes, they after me
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| Chapter three, my property
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| My handlers, they dealt with me improperly
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| I say some things I should probably keep privately
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| Evaluate the world bank trusts like Im IEG
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| Those fly suites and my boojwazi
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| Tall freak, she wouldnt protest with me at Wall Street
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| She says, no youre so deep
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| I said, no lets go through it
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| Historically so ruthless feds came for Joe Louis
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| She said, my man you need to laugh sometimes
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| Classifies me as a whore, I tell her have some wine
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| You colder than penguin poo, get hurt, dismay
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| Shes thinkin thats just so silly to say
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| But if you really think about it hussy
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| See a penguin, he drags his shit on the ground all day
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| And theres a dragon, he’s a busted, you return with
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| Im through with you after I crush, so is that humorous enough?
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| The smoke I puff
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| Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah, Whisky Mist on Mayfair
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| I hope I meet Simonie Love so she can show me love
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| NYC to UK I might stay there
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| Everybody in the club tonight say, Yeah
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| You know how me and Amy are, straight players
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| I never wanted you to be my man
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| I just needed company
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| Dont want to get dependent on
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| Your time or who you spend it on
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| I lose it when you look at me
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| Like smoke, I hang around in the unbalance
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| Woah, ohhhh!
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| Ohh, ohh, ooooohh, ohh |