| And you say that I need to think about the past.
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| When that chick was callin', playin' on my phone 4 in the mornin',
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| talkin' (uhhh)
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| It’s about to be on, if she don’t back off me.
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| And now you say that I changed, and you don’t like how I get down.
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| Tellin' him I ain’t even gonna stick around, just 'cause you see me on the TV,
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| ya think I’m a leave my baby.
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| Just because I’m sitting next to Diddy.
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| (Pre-Hook:)
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| (Dawn:)
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| So tell me what you on, tell me what the hell you want, need to worry 'bout
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| your own.
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| I’m a have to put you on (blast).
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| 'Cause we look so fresh together, can’t nobody do it better.
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| And I don’t care what they say I’ma stay with my baby.
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| (Hook:)
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| Tell me why you in my B-I-Z.
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| Your gonna make me get my vasoline.
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| You don’t wanna catch the third degree.
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| Back up, I need 50 feet (Ha).
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| (2nd Verse:)
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| (Aundrea:)
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| I peeped game when you said «That is not the right man for me.»
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| But real talk, you just want get wit' my man.
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| Ya know ya stay blowin' up his cell on regular day to day.
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| I know ya feeling him.
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| (Pre-Hook:)
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| (Dawn:)
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| So tell me what you on, tell me what the hell you want, need to worry 'bout
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| your own.
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| I’m a have to put put you on (blast).
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| 'Cause we look so fresh together, can’t nobody do it better.
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| And I don’t care what they say I’m a stay with my baby.
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| (Hook:)
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| Tell me why you in my B-I-Z.
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| Your gonna make me get my vasoline.
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| You don’t wanna catch the third degree.
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| Back up, I need 50 feet (Ha).
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| (Shannon and Aubrey:)
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| You mad 'cause he wit' me and you ain’t get him first.
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| He told me, his homey said that you were the worst.
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| (Aubrey:)
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| You ain’t gettin' it like I’m gettin', you ain’t pimpin' like I’m pimping.
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| Hope you don’t think I’m listenin', this is what you sound like to me.
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| (Shannon:)
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| Breeze, blowing in the wind, baby please believe (baby please believe)
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| Cuz it’s 70 degrees, and sunny over here
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| So you can stay up out my ear,
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| (Hook:)
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| Tell me why you in my B-I-Z.
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| Your gonna make me get my vasoline.
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| You don’t wanna catch the third degree.
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| Back up, I need 50 feet (Ha).
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it.
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| I don’t think ya really want it. |