| Kinda mellow
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| Yo, speak your mind
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| Gotta say what you feel
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| Unhappy relationship led to an ultimatum
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| My voice was serious—these are the words that I gave her
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| «Grew up so intentioned, you could be with me forever
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| I’m sick of this, girl.» |
| She was like, «Yeah, whatever»
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| Oh word, then with you I get jocked with all the women
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| You know there’s other fish in the sea—I'm going swimming
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| And I’m living in a world where love is fairly new to me
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| You’ve opened mad doors which lead to opportunities
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| Which reminds me, you never stood behind me
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| And now I’m making records, so you can kiss my hiney
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| Women blind me, seem to find me
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| Take up all my time when I should be rhyming
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| Some things I do not understand
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| Why am I such an emotional man?
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| Break loose as fast as I can
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| I’m stranded, confused—damn
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| I can’t understand the concept of commitment
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| Bourgeois and bullshit females always dissing
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| Y’all talk about I’m too damn serious?
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| It ain’t my fault I’m not some silly whore who’s always acting curious (Ain't
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| my fault)
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| Make your mind up—you want me or not?
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| If so, we can do this or else you’re forgot
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| Just another stuck-up female, can’t realize what you got
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| Lately, I’m not a player—I just cry a lot
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| And I gotta get over this weakness, the sweetness
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| Females get too close and I seem to get speechless (Uhhh)
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| Saying stuff under my breath
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| «I ain’t like you anyways, go ahead with yourself!»
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| Acting like you like me—you just like who I am
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| Wanna tell all your girls about your new fine man
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| Never been with the MC with an album—what a great opportunity
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| Too bad, shorty—you ain’t my type
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| When opportunity knocks, I hope you open up the door so you can
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| (Do that, do that, do that that that)
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| The benefits of taking chances may increase your finances when you
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| (Do that, do that, do that that that)
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| And if you with a shorty suggesting that you should spend the night you better
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| (Do that, do that, do that that that)
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| It’s the actions that we formulate from day to day enable us to
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| (Do that, do that, do that that that)
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| I got a call from lounging at the pay phone on 15th
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| And since then I’ve played the part of A&R slash artist
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| Your money? |
| I need the pen that writes in the darkest ink
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| So I can sign this contract, change my life from rags to luxury (in just one
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| blink)
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| Rotate myself one eighty, surprised by this fine lady on her knees
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| No, it’s not what you think—she's proposing to me
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| Took the ring, made sure it fit my circumference
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| And since I won the lottery, man, we dragging empty Moet cans
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| From Tampa, Florida to the outskirts of the Andromeda
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| I pack enough heat to blow the mercury out the thermometer
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| You say, «He can’t do that!»
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| I put my foot down, winning weightless arguments and find myself inside some
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| clitoris
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| I got these bitches wide open like obtuse angles, kid
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| If I was you, I’d be best friends with me so you’d have a chance to live
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| You bought my CD—now you wanna battle me all nervous
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| I’ll serve you niggas 24/7—now that’s customer service
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| Right down to the anatomical molecule
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| I’m the type to beat your ass and send mail bombs to you at the hospital
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| I stay strapped with Pandora’s box cutter and a dead leprechaun
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| So if you feeling lucky, I’ll unleash the upper echelon
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| Went to the courthouse but the judge didn’t believe me
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| Stuck the bailiff with a syringe and then he started getting sleepy
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| Everyone got crazy shook and then the jury started panicking
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| So I grabbed the gat from the bailiff and they got stiffer than a mannequin
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| Now I’m the last man standing, receiving standing ovations
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| My revelations stand while giving outstanding citations (that's my word)
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| My frequency frequently off the engines
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| Signing autographs now—I'll waive my license off suspension (no doubt)
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| Blessed with the skill of mind reading, taking psychic action
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| Bought a 900 number, taking former contraptions
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| In the stereo, what you tryna adjust me for?
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| I know I’m fly, jumping out the sky without a bungee cord
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| Do that, do that, do that that that
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| (Do that, do that, do that that that)
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| Do that, do that, do that that that
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| (Do that, do that, do that that that) |