| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Ayy-ayy-ayy
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| Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy
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| So easy to do, ayy
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| And it’s so easy to do
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| I cut you off 'cause I don’t give a fuck 'bout you
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| And on the line, who were you talkin' to?
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| See I don’t answer if the main name don’t come through
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| And it’s so easy to do
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| Woke up in the mornin', bushy tail, smilin' and feelin' great
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| I’m high off the circles, walkin' 'round you like a
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| You got your way and I got mine, no love lost
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| I burned because I got shit to do
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| I know to keep my eyes open so I can see through you and you
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| And it’s so easy to do
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| I cut you off 'cause I don’t give a fuck 'bout you
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| And on the line, who were you talkin' to?
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| See I don’t answer if the main name don’t come through
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| 'Cause you and you, look just like you would do
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| Stab a nigga in the dark and shit my heart in the interlude
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| Oh, I’m given a reason to celebrate
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| Your love wouldn’t give me what I couldn’t handle and my play
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| And it’s so easy to do
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| I cut you off 'cause I don’t give a fuck 'bout you
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| And on the line, who were you talkin' to?
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| See I don’t answer if the main name don’t come through |