| Singer* ohhh
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| (one more time)
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| Singer* ohhh
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| (uh huh)
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| Singer* ohhh
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| (where we at?)
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| Singer* ohhh
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| (AZ)
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| It’s been official best wishes I send em wit you
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| Never sentimental you know the shit a nigga into
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| I’m cross-country it’s big pimpin all the broads want me
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| I’ma do this till the law confront me Fuck a slow jam kissing and holding my hand
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| I’m a cold man stay flippin gettin that fam
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| Who can blame me for all those days you tried to game me Switch and change me did shit that made me angry
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| It’s like payback watch the shit you say on this track
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| I heard the stories how you get down lay on yo back
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| True confessions why ask so i’m sexxin
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| Who i’m blessin and if a nigga use protection
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| (Singer)
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| I’ve been feelin bad but not bad enough
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| Not to walk away Oh no Feelin so sad cause thought you were my girl
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| Since you betrayed me it’s on… on…
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| You know your wrong for trying to play me Now he’s gone cause he’s back wit me He wasn’t yours when he was mine I can’t believe
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| That you got down like that
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| And now you know just how it b’s
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| Because it b’s like that
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| (Singer)
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| Never thought you just hurt me worse
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| (how do you just) How do you just go on?
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| Can’t believe you tried to say it was someone else
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| When it was you that I saw
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| You know your wrong for trying to play me Now he’s gone cause back wit me
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| (Animal)
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| I could see the whole game through the platinum frames
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| I done hit niggas wifes I ain’t sayin no names
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| I just drive through ya block in convertible drops
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| Hand you and your best friend Sharon a rock
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| Copped a house on a hill six car garage
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| Back massage I’m into menage a trois
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| Where I’m living at you can wear shorts in December
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| You remember stay in the mix like a blender
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| I’m goin up the middle I’ma spread y’all both
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| I’m an animal you know I had to hit y’all both
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| You and the doctor call back go ahead i’ma fall back
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| Sex was wack but your best friend was all that
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| Me and honey dip was creepin off for months
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| Had her blowin on the pipe while I was blowin on blunts
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| But you is trouble though I cop the six double O But i’ma let you go with the Lex bubble though
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| Shorty think I trick alot cause she suck the dick alot
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| I’m fuckin wit y’all like Sir i’m in the mix alot
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| Singer* Background Singers*
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| Why’d you have to go and play yourself
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| Girl you know you were wrong
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| Now your sitting home all by yourself
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| The man you thought was yours is gone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It B's Like That , by - AZ. Song from the album Lost & Found, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп