| To me you was more than just a lover,
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| And I put you above all of my dreams
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| I bragged to all the niggas about you
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| I made you my wifey, mother of my kids
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| Why’d you have to play yourself by playing me?
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| Disrespectin me like if I was a kid
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| Why you had to f*cking lie and play the victim
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| You brought out the bad in me
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| (Nicole)
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| I never thought it could be
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| That you would be cheatin' on me
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| You called me the girl of your dreams
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| Kiss me at night whisper that you love me
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| I… know that I did it to you
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| But… only after I knew
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| That… you were just a game
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| And you better believe that I ain’t gonna play
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| (Nina Skye)
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| Go…, (go) Leave cause I don’t need you!
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| (Anthony)
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| You act and you lie and tu eres la culpable
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| I can’t trust no more (hell no)
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| (Nina Skye)
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| Why you pointin' fingers at me?
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| I’m pointin' fingers at you cause I saw you kissin' him…
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| (Anthony) I read your diary &your letter
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| boy I found out you were a player
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| (Anthony) You wanna make up stories, whatever
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| Cause you proved to me we can’t be together
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| (Anthony) Like I said I read your diary &your letter
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| boy I found out you were a player
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| (Anthony) You wanna make up stories, whatever
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| Cause you proved to me we can’t be together
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| How could I ever believe
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| when you’re always out on the streets-
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| Don’t answer calls from me, dial your number your phone just rings.
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| I’m… wonderin' Who is she?
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| You… sayin' I’m diggin' too deep
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| Just. |
| respect the consequence
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| Don’t be upset; |
| you just got what you gave
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| Go…, (go) Leave cause I don’t need you!
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| You act and you lie and tu eres la culpable
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| I can’t trust no more (hell no)
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| Why you pointin' fingers at me?
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| (Anthony) I’m pointin' fingers at you cause I saw you kissin' him…
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| Mira, tenia bien confianza, fuiste mi primer amor
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| Y me rompistes con mentiras- puras mentiras del corazon;
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| You say I was your inspiracion and I could tell you really cared
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| But if you really valued my heart
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| you would have always been there!
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| I’m tired of all the lonely nights,
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| wishin' you were by my side
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| The scent still lingers; |
| my body needs ya
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| Don’t mean nothing I’m still gonna leave ya
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| First off you won’t forget the ways I made you wet
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| And you could tease the next
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| But only with finesse and to make you feel good
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| It wasn’t necessarily sex
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| I guarantee this you’re gonna miss… forever
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| You’re gonna reminisce I’m number one on your list
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| and maybe you’re gonna wish,
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| So what cha gotta say?
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| Matter fact, wait, gotta meet up with my date-
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| que tu cres this is Max Agente?
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| I read your diary &your letter
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| boy I found out you were a player
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| You wanna make up stories, whatever
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| Cause you proved to me we can’t be together
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| Like I said I read your diary &your letter
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| boy I found out you were a player
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| You wanna make up stories, whatever
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| Cause you proved to me we can’t be together
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| (Oh)
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| Oh no. |
| Yeah, Uh huh! |