| Girl I need to drop you
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| Because on the real, you’re too high school
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| Yelling on my voicemail
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| Why you gotta be so hostile
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| I’m looking for a love life
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| You addicted to them club lights
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| Way you’re always in my face though
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| Man it’s almost like you love fights
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| By the way, I hate your guy friends
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| Did you have to invite them?
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| Actually, your girls too
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| Chickenheads, never like them
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| Why the hell you always broke boo
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| But always got a pair of dope shoes
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| Oh, you need to borrow money right?
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| Girl you’re turning into old news
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| I need a new chick
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| Why we never have sex, yo
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| Can I get some head though
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| You know a man has needs
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| Bullshitting about strep throat
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| Got me feeling mad stressed
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| Always bringing up the past tense
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| Now I understand your last ex
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| And why he bounced like a bad check
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| Feeling frustrated, looking for an upgrade
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| Current situation got me boiling in my blood veins
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| Out to find a new chick
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| Down to earth, cool chick
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| Have a future with her, start a tribe like Q-Tip
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| I could be your Phife Dawg love
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| My last chick ain’t even know who Phife Dawg was
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| I was like «Oh, what?»
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| How we gon' get along
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| If you don’t know any songs on Midnight Marauders
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| But your iPod’s looking so straight
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| Going down your playlist, think I found my soul mate
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| It’s been only four dates and you’re so much cooler
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| Why the hell did I wait, should’ve broken up sooner
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| Damn
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| I never knew a love like this
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| My last girl never showed me love like this
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| She ain’t never go to my shows or bump my shit
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| But you, you love my shit
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| On and on this shit goes
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| The homies tell me go on and leave her alone
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| I’ll be god damned, she got the best dome
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| Back and forth in my ear
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| Always on the verge of bursting in tears
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| Even got the nerve to flirt with my peers
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| But you got the best dome |