| «Then why the hell you with me huh? |
| Why the fuck you with me?
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| Whatchu think I need you, you think I need THIS shit?!»
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| You put a little rush on me, but you’re not spendin no cheddar.
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| You put a little rush on me, but you’re not spendin no cheddar.
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| I remember when I used to hang out late with the crew
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| But after meetin you boo that hangin shit is through, I’m loyal
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| Plus, faithful to the end and when you talk about leavin
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| I’m on bended knee like Boyz II Men
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| Every now and then I cooks, clean, candlelight
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| Then if I truly set the scene put on some shit by Al Green
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| But lately you’ve been actin like the shit I do is weak and unromantic
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| And I can’t understand it
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| I’m feelin like a duck, shit out of luck and stuck
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| What the fuck is this relationship goin downhill or goin up?
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| Once upon a time it was all about you and
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| Me now it’s all about, you me and he
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| Baby, never will I, love another lady
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| Cause I loved you more than R. Kelly loved Sadie
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| Maybe I should leave instead of gettin upset
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| And on some «Why Me Baby» shit like Keith Sweat
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| I bet, you never loved me from the get, and you woulda been split
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| If I didn’t have loot to hit you off with
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| Feelin like you shot me down with the shottie
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| I guess it took a fool to learn that love don’t love nobody
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| Yo Johnny, me and you get the punani
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| Don’t sweat that, cause true players don’t respect that
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| Now my affinity for masculinity
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| Led me to steal virginities on rooftops in the vicinity of Trinity
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| Now I bounce in an Infiniti
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| The greeny green, gives me a feeling of serenity
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| But then it be, keepin me on my toes and it shows
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| In my demeanor, the hoes get meaner when a nigga’s broke
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| In society’s yoke
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| I get in you’re damn broke wearin virgin lamb coats
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| Splurgin grand notes, I had her jigged out in such (yeah)
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| In my clutch yo son I got touched somethin awful
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| I thought I had her locked down
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| But she got down, with some kid three blocks down
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| You know I took back the fox now (the fox now)
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| And on her grill all you see are the knots
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| Now tell me if you ever been, cause son I never been
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| See in this game I’m a veteran
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| You know I wet 'em then, in my heart I won’t let 'em in
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| Sittin on my lap I give 'em gaps like David Letterman
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| Then set 'em and, send 'em on their way
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| Laid back in the Beamer, sippin Alize |