| August
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| Young Money
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| I swear this is my favorite song
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| I'm serious
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| Red light
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| You know I can't make this thing that official
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| Believe, we had a great night
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| But I ain't the type to tell you that I miss you - shit
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| You don't like that, I make this easy, leaving
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| After sexing on the floor
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| Baby, I know you need me, like I need you
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| But I'm not the one you wanna love
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| Pop a couple bands with a nigga like me
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| Loving ain't the same with a nigga like me
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| You used to them but ain't no love in me
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| I hear what you was sayin' and girl it's clear to see
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| You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me
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| You probably go insane with a nigga like me
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| Let's just party till we can't, ain't no love in me
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| And I'm the one to blame, ain't no love in me
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| So don't come looking for love
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| Don’t come looking for love
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| Shawty, if you looking for somebody trying to settle down
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| Probably won't be around, baby
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| You should hit me
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| When you tired of playing up in the house
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| And ain't nobody around, you need that
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| When you need that late night
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| We can both make love to the daylight
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| You got it girl, you got it girl
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| But you know I can't stay right?
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| All I want is you, so what you tryna do?
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| Pop a couple bands with a nigga like me
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| Loving ain't the same with a nigga like me
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| You used to them but ain't no love in me
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| I hear what you was sayin' and girl it's clear to see
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| You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me
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| You probably go insane with a nigga like me
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| Let's just party till we can't, ain't no love in me
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| And I'm the one to blame, ain't no love in me
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| So don't come looking for love
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| Don’t come looking for love
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| No love, no love, no love, no love, no love
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| August, you know, I’m here to save you
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| Me and them girls, we ain’t the same, boo
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| You know I hate it, when you leave me
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| 'Cause you love it then you leave it
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| But you know how bad I need it
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| You so fuckin’ conceited, why you coming over weeded?
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| You can’t treat me like you treat them
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| Yes, I am the crème de la crème
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| Yes, I am from one to ten, ten
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| You fronting in them streets, keep saying we just friends
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| You can’t front like this ain’t way realer
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| I know you hard, I know that you a killer
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| I know you started off a dope dealer
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| But let your guard down
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| Your niggas know you feel her, feel her
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| So what you want, baby?
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| (All I want is you, so what you tryna do?) |