| Yeah, I got a feeling that my lady, she ain’t actin' proper lately
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| Man she wildin' and she crazy
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| But that just ain’t like her, she cool and she logical
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| Something ain’t right and I dunno what the fuck she tryina do
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| I’m being staunch but that seems to make her want me more
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| And I don’t wanna speak the name of what is going on
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| She gotta tell me herself, and then it’s come what may
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| And if you ask her what the fuck the deal, I think she’ll say
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| I’ve been a bad bad girl
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| I’ve been careless with a delicate man
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| And it’s a sad sad world
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| When a girl will break a boy
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| Just because she can
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| Don’t you tell me to deny it
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| I’ve done wrong and I want to
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| Suffer for my sins
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| I’ve come to you cause I need
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| Guidance to be true
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| And I just don’t know where I can begin
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| What I need is a good defense
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| Cause I’m feelin' like a criminal
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| And I need to redeemed
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| To the one I’ve sinned against
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| Because he’s all I ever knew of love
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| I stay staunch but that seems to make her want me more
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| I still ain’t wanna speak the name of what is going on |
| She gotta tell me herself, and then it’s come what may
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| And if you ask her what the fuck the deal, she’ll keep on sayin'
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| Heaven help me for the way I am
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| Save me from these evil deeds
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| Before I get them done
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| I know tomorrow brings the consequence
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| At hand
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| But I keep livin' this day like
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| The next will never come
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| Oh help me but don’t tell me to deny it
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| I’ve got to cleanse myself
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| Of all these lies till I’m good
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| Enough for him
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| I’ve got a lot to lose and I’m
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| Bettin' high
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| So I’m beggin' you before it ends
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| Just tell me where to begin
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| Let me know the way
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| Before there’s hell to pay
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| Give me room to lay the law and let me go
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| I’ve got to make a play
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| To make my lover stay
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| So what would an angel say
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| The devil wants to know
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| Bitch, you fuckin' with the wrong guy
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| And I’m hearing that you sorry, what a fuckin' lie
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| I know your games and I ain’t' bout to play along with 'em
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| Be a woman and admit it, or I’m gone, dippin'
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| And even if nothing happened, then why you actin' strange?
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| You turning up at the crib after you gone for days |
| With no texts, no calls, no tweets
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| No emails, no Facebook posts or Instagram flicks
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| So where the fuck has you been at?
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| You say I treat you like a criminal but damn, what else you expect, man?
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| I’m a faithful dude, I’m cool and patient too
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| And now I’m thinking about it, I’m fuckin' great to you
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| So what the deal, ma? |
| Talking 'bout I’m delicate
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| Nah boo, I’m just allergic to bullshit
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| And I believe it’s only fair I put up with a little bit
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| But this shit is ridiculous, chick you best be talking quick
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| OK, so you showing remorse
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| And that’s a good start, to fix this it’s finna take a lot more
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| Saying you sinning and was tempted into fucking up
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| It only goes to show that you never really believed in us,
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| And now you want another chance to make amends
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| And repair the tattered frame of this relationship before we dead it
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| But over here it ain’t the same and wouldn’t I regret it
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| If I didn’t hear you out? |
| Shit I think it all depends
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| You need to be redeemed to feel intact again
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| And that it ain’t your fault that you attracting men |
| I hate it that you know my fuckin' rapper friends
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| And every cat that hollers is smug when you smiling back at them
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| Listen, I’m tryina make this work
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| But you gotta give me something coz straight up, shit hurts
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| And I ain’t about to get up in some arguments and start some shit
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| I just want some peace and to be happy with the broad I’m with
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| It’s your call ma, you ain’t on trial
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| Fuck a lawyer, fuck a witness, it’s just us right now
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| And I don’t wanna be the judge but I’mma stay mad thorough
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| I’mma loosen up my belt, you been a bad, bad girl |