| What is this, love and war?
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| He know that I love him, got him fuckin' me raw
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| He know I ain’t with it, never did it before
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| He got me all in my feelings
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| Now he got you all in yours
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| Ooh, it’s like that
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| He ain’t never leavin' or he comin' right back
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| I know that he need it 'cause shorty gon' bite back
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| And he don’t want nobody else hittin' it like that
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| Before I die, I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave you on your own
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| Before I die, I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| I just want him blessin' me
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| I don’t want your bag, give your best to me
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| Shorty got the bread and the recipe
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| He already know it, why she testin' me? |
| Uh
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| I’m so fly, I rock Margiela
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| I won’t die 'til I get better
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| Money and clout won’t get me wetter
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| I need real love, I need hella
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| Before I die, I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| Before I die, I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| Got the car, got the keys, what you on?
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| Pick a nigga or an internet star
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| Promise you, neither of 'em pleasin' at all
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| None of these niggas is down to play part
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| God knows what he does to my heart
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| Before I die, I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| Before I die, I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| I’m tryna fuck you, baby
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| Hopefully we don’t have no babies
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| I don’t even wanna go back home
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| Hopefully you don’t leave on your own
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| Yeah, oh, oh
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| Baby, you got my heart
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| None of these niggas is fuckin with your spot, ooh
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| Shorty ain’t fuckin' a player
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| All them lame bitches got the key to they heart, ooh
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| Ain’t built like that
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| None of them niggas is gettin' in my bed, ooh
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| Shorty ain’t built like that
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| Baby, I got you
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| I don’t wanna play no games, play no games
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| I don’t wanna play no games, play no games
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| I don’t, I don’t, oh
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| I don’t wanna play no games, play no games, ooh
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| All these lame niggas keep pissin' me off
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| All them lame bitches tryna fuck with your heart
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| I know you what want, I ain’t fucking you off
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| Bae, you deserve it all, I know who you are
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| I don’t wanna play no games. |
| play no games
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| I don’t wanna play no games, play no games
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| I don’t, I don’t, ooh
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| I don’t wanna play no games, play no games
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| I don’t, I don’t, ayy-ayy
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| I don’t, I don’t, oh
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| I don’t wanna play no games. |
| play no games
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| I don’t wanna play no games, play no games |