| Boo. | 
| I mean you my baby man.
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| All that other shit, that shit ain’t fucking real.
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| Look, I love ya. | 
| I don’t even be remembering these bitches names the next day.
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| Sometimes I don’t even know they name before it even happen.
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| Know what I’m saying?
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| When you be gone, I’m wondering where you at, what you doing, and who you with.
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| Looking at the phone wondering what taking so long for you to get wet.
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| Kiss you where I miss you at, know where I’m finna take it. | 
| Then say you not in
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| the mood so it’s cool. | 
| watch. | 
| I’ma get you back. | 
| You my night, day, all that.
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| You my what you call when you wanna take ya time, settle down, and share it
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| all. | 
| You can have half of all this. | 
| You my baby girl. | 
| the way i feel,
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| if you ever disappear I swear my heart will just stop. | 
| Even if I never ever
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| make it to the top, you here to make me feel good you give me a natural high.
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| Then, quit messing around. | 
| Told all them other girls «bye». | 
| If I wasn’t paper
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| chasing, probably wouldn’t even much leave ya side. | 
| Bonnie. | 
| Clyde.
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| Everybody’s eyes on us looking. | 
| Listen to me, everything gone be fine.
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| You brighten up my days when the sun don’t shine. | 
| I tell ya all the time…
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| She got that pretty brown round. | 
| Driving me wild. | 
| can’t let ya go girl.
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| So if you wanna holla, holla back cause baby I want you. | 
| baby, I need you.
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| so, if you wanna holla, holla back.
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| Cause shawty know she lookin like… woah. | 
| And shawty know she stunting like.
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| woah.
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| Just like I told ya, after all of this over. | 
| when the smoke clear from the doja
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| you still gone have you shoulder for ya to lean on. | 
| No roses, I dont need that
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| to show ya. | 
| I know you feel it when I hold ya. | 
| That i love yo ass more than
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| anything and I’m saying we done been through the pain and all the rain done
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| dried up, cleared all of my lies up. | 
| Feel like I done growed up and opened my
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| eyes up. | 
| Focusing more on us. | 
| Let’s face it, we in love. | 
| and you make me so mad
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| til I hate you so bad but I love you so much and the break-ups just never last.
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| Sometimes this shit get annoying I know you tired of hearing I’m sorry but I
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| am. | 
| I took yo hand and walked it, brought you with me. | 
| Goddamn. | 
| Sometimes you
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| be trippin. | 
| Be forgetting what we have and when it come to fuck ups, baby,
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| you done had your share. | 
| Yeah, you be forgetting that and the reason why you
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| sitting where you sitting at…
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| She got that pretty brown round. | 
| Driving me wild. | 
| can’t let ya go girl.
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| So if you wanna holla, holla back cause baby I want you. | 
| baby, I need you.
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| so, if you wanna holla, holla back.
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| Cause shawty know she lookin like… woah. | 
| And shawty know she stunting like.
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| woah.
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| You know, I just been thinking that when i get through hustling we gone move
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| away and it’s just gone be me and you. | 
| okay? | 
| I promise. | 
| right now i ain’t got
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| time. | 
| I’m on the grind. | 
| It don’t sound right. | 
| you like my wife, but all my life
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| i just wanted to be a tomma. | 
| In just a few more monnths and a few more blunts,
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| i can retire. | 
| Look at me. | 
| To keep you happy, I’ll do all that is required.
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| and tell yo bullshit friends stay out our business, fucking liars.
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| Yo birthday coming up. | 
| I got yo present. | 
| hope you like it. | 
| If you gotta real
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| ass bitch that you in love with, holla «right chea». | 
| hoes, I can’t love ya but
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| I’ll probably first night ya. | 
| Savage, sweet Jones throwin ya back at it.
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| if I’m with my main squeeze get back at me. | 
| I treat ya like my mama,
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| but you know you my baby. | 
| Don’t you ever forget it. | 
| I know I ain’t told you
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| lately but.
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| She got that pretty brown round. | 
| Driving me wild. | 
| can’t let ya go girl.
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| So if you wanna holla, holla back cause baby I want you. | 
| baby, I need you.
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| so, if you wanna holla, holla back.
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| Cause shawty knorw she lookin like… woah. | 
| And shawty know she stunting like.
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| woah. |