| You don’t judge my past, that’s why you my future wifey
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| Don’t wanna say goodbye-bye, so-so I’m making up excuses
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| Wanna show you what the definition of true is
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| And that’s me
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| Nit this is it
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| Yeah, I swear it’s true
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| It’s what you do to me, yeah
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| Excuse me, but um
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| I think you dropped your smile
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| Ain’t seen it for a while now
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| I’m running out of time
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| I’m running out of time now
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| Time to get my point across to you
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| That I think you’re more than beautiful
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| I think I dropped my heart
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| It’s sitting on the floor now
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| I seen it in your eyes, all the pain you disguise now
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| We’re, sitting on the steps
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| Smoking 27s, just take a deep breath
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| And tell me 'bout your stresses
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| Ain’t tryna get involved but I’m waiting for your call
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| And I wanna know who’s loving you? |
| So I can tell him he ain’t doing right at
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| all (At all)
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| Because a girl like you deserves it all and not just some of it
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| Walking on eggshells with him
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| But with me, baby you be Prada stepping
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| Eye-shadow perfect
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| Thinking I didn’t notice
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| When my life gets blurry
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| No, I won’t lose my focus
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| I know that I’m a mess
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| But I clean up real nicely
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| And you don’t judge my past, that’s why you my future wifey
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| Don’t wanna say goodbye so I’m making up excuses
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| Just wanna show you what the definition of true is
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| And that’s me (And that’s me)
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| True Religion jeans and a
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| plain white tee
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| «Hey there Jamie, what’s it like in New York City?»
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| I’d walk a thousand miles just to tell you that you’re pretty
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| And girl there ain’t no
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| VVS
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| that shine like you
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| And I don’t want nobody if I can’t have you
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| Yeah, I swear it’s true
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| As long as I have you, I swear it’s true (Yeah, I swear it’s true)
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| It’s what you do to me
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| It’s what you do to me |