| Where’d you come from? |
| I don’t know, baby
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| I just know you’re drivin' me crazy
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| If I could I’d give my last name to you, you
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| Where’d you come from? |
| I don’t know, baby
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| I just know you’re drivin' me crazy
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| Fuck it, I’d give my last name to you
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| Sometimes I wish that our lives were different and music didn’t take up my time
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| Gettin' older, them hoes, they cool, but I need a space to unwind
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| What you need? |
| Know I got you covered, girl, just makin' you mine
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| Well, maybe later, don’t mack forever, but I can’t make up my mind
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| I’m fuckin' with ya
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| It ain’t no need for alarm, mami, you know all I want is you
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| I’m tryna walk you down the aisle to a door and we hit the reception
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| Off the Henny, we gone
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| If you was drunk in a room full of folks you love, would you run into my arms?
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| I’m blessed enough to understand that we got love
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| Too old to be playin', sittin' around and tryna act like it’s not love
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| When I’m with you, time freeze like the clock stuck
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| Didn’t even really think about, or even wanna settle down, then you popped up
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| Shawty, you doin' good, but I still be prayin' your life get better
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| Whether I’m in it or not, but you know this bond ain’t the type to sever
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| So when they ask, just let them niggas know you good
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| And I ain’t gotta be explainin' somethin' stupid
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| Yeah, baby, I’d give my last name for you, yeah
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| Just say the word and you got me, baby girl, I’d give up the game for you
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| Know I was stuck in my playa way way before, but girl, I changed for you
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| Know I was stuck in my ways from way before, but I changed for you
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| Is it the same for you? |
| Ayy, yeah
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| So open up, I’m at the front door waitin', know I had to come and see ya
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| I was sleepin' on ya, now I’m right here, I know what you like
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| We can stay in for the night, freaky, freaky, freaky
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| That brown skin on ice, this what happen when I think 'bout you
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| You somethin' special, that’s the thing 'bout you
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| Say that’s what happen when I think 'bout you
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| You perfect to me, that’s the thing 'bout you
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| Yo, I told her
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| Regardless if it’s a title, this thing we got here’s forever
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| Forever, forever-ever
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| I fit in that thang like glass slipper
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| Every time we get to glass sippin'
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| You my Cindarella
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| Just know I’d lie for you, damn near die for you
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| Four hours from Charlotte, never mind that, I’ll drive for you
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| Snowin' in the south, know I will four-wheel drive for you
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| Remember when I used to drive my ex-girl ride to you?
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| I know, I know, I know a lot of shit was fucked up
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| But guess what? |
| I never ever hesitate to pull up on real love
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| A lot of girls hate to say peace, too, so preach here like pastor
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| Pass her like Troy here, or was here, 'cause they past tense
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| So pour out liquor for those no longer existin'
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| She shed a tear for my no longer cloudy vision
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| I lost contact, solution was to rinse, girl
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| And now your finger 'bout to glisten like your skin glow
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| Yeah, baby, I’d give my last name for you, yeah
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| Just say the word and you got me, baby girl, I’d give up the game for you
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| Know I was stuck in my playa way way before, but girl, I changed for you
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| Know I was stuck in my ways from way before, but I changed for you
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| Is it the same for you? |
| Ayy, yeah
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| So open up, I’m at the front door waitin', know I had to come and see ya
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| I was sleepin' on ya, now I’m right here, I know what you like
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| We can stay in for the night, freaky, freaky, freaky
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| That brown skin on ice, this what happen when I think 'bout you
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| You somethin' special, that’s the thing 'bout you
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| Say that’s what happen when I think 'bout you
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| You perfect to me, that’s the thing 'bout you
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| Where’d you come from? |
| I don’t know, baby
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| I just know you’re drivin' me crazy
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| Fuck it, I’d give my last name to you
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| Where’d you come from? |
| I don’t know, baby
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| I just know you’re drivin' me crazy
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| Fuck it, I’d give my last name to you |