| Every time I try to leave
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| Something keeps pulling me back, me back
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| Telling me I need you in my life
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| Every time I try to go
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| Something keeps telling me that, me that
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| Everything’s gonna be alright
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| Every time I try to leave
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| Something keeps pulling me back, me back
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| Telling me I need you in my life
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| It was meant to be
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| You were meant for me
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| So that means we gotta make it work
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| It was all good at first,
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| Spending money, going shopping
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| Eating at the finest restaurants
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| And then from club hopping
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| She was right thurr with me bottle popping living that life
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| She just didn’t understand my lifestyle and that I ain’t like
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| We didn’t have a worry in the world, got you diamonds got you pearls
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| But I can’t help it if Ching-A-Ling been attracting all the girls
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| Baby I’m a superstar and that come with it
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| You got a good nigga on the side, you better run with it,
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| Even though I’m on the road doing shows,
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| I make time for me and her, relationship to grow
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| They tell me don’t trust a woman in this industry
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| But she not any woman, more like a sacred friend to me
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| Plus, when I’m outta town, always think of her
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| Might conversate with some chicks, but no one come above her,
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| (Uh) I thought I was your man
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| Guess you ain’t understand,
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| N now I’m sitting here, looking crazy like
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| Damn!
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| Walk in the house from hard work, my head hurts,
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| Instead of arguing, can I have dinner with some dessert (uh uh)?
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| She’s talking 'bout this phone number she found,
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| Hey, give me time to put my bags down,
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| She’s straight up, clowned
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| Before we end up fighting, let me leave,
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| I’m exhausted and this hurr, I don’t need
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| Now I’m with the fellas riding and drinking
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| She’s blowing my two way up but I need some time for thinking
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| (Yeah) I wanna go back, but something saying naaaw
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| Give her some space and the next day I might call
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| What should I do?
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| Look, let me ask you all
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| Should I stand tall, or let this relationship fall?
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| I ain’t down on with having my feelings crushed
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| But it happens sometimes
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| Either love it or give it up
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| I thought I was your man
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| Guess you ain’t understand
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| And now I’m sittin' here looking crazy like
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| Damn!
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| Chingy holla at them again !!
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| To all the fellas know you feel me, if you ever had a woman,
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| Good times led to bad times and you ain’t see it coming,
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| Tried your best to make her happy,
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| But it wasn’t enough,
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| 'Cause mama told me in relationship the road gets rough
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| And I ain’t the one to have my head down
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| Weak and stressed out
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| As bad as it hurts I gotta move to the next route
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| (Uh) I thought I was her man
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| Guess she ain’t understand
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| N now she’s sittin' hurr looking crazy like
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| Damn! |