| I don’t wanna see you go
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| I don’t wanna see you leave
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| I just want you on me (Yeah)
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| And I got you what you need
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| Ima hit it till you scream
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| Ima turn you to a freak (Yeah)
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| I don’t wanna see you go
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| I don’t wanna see you leave
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| I just want you on me (Yeah)
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| And I got you what you need
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| Ima hit it till you scream
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| Ima turn you to a freak (Yeah)
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| I got money, I got digits in the bank
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| Ima choke you till you come or until you faint
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| I meet ya mom she goin' swear that I’m a saint
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| You goin' shine watch these other bitches hate
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| You got fans, You got plans, Acrylics on ya hands
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| You gotta job, Gotcha money, You don’t need a man
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| You gotta Cadi but you treat that shit like its a Benz
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| Ya you poppin' on the solo, You don’t need no friends
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| I don’t wanna see you go
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| I don’t wanna see you leave
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| I just want you on me (Yeah)
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| And I got you what you need
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| Ima hit it till you scream
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| Ima turn you to a freak (Yeah)
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| I don’t wanna see you go
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| I don’t wanna see you leave
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| I just want you on me (Yeah)
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| And I got you what you need |
| Ima hit it till you scream
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| Ima turn you to a freak (Yeah) |