| We ain’t even got no respect for each other, no trust
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| All we do is check on each other
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| You bring the fucking worst out of me
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| We don’t better each other
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| Now when I met you, you were calm
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| Now we fighting all these battles
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| We can’t win like Vietnam
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| You flipping out in our home about the same shit
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| Screaming on me, complaining and you waking up
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| And you blaming me for your bad dreams, are you crazy?
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| I say that I can’t take it but I think that I’m addicted
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| If it wasn’t for the drama then I’d probably have no interest, huh Yeah I had a
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| few chicks but now I’m only with you miss and you schizo
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| So I don’t need to cheat cause everyday, you a new chick
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| Yeah you crazy but I love it, you wildin' when we talkin'
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| But you wilder when we fucking, bang
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| My bitch is crazy, this bitch is ill
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| You tripping hard, you gotta chill
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| An what the fuck is with you lately?
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| At first you love me, then you hate me
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| My bitch is crazy, this bitch is ill (And the fighting then the fucking)
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| My bitch is crazy, this bitch is ill (And the fucking then the fighting)
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| My bitch is crazy, this bitch is ill (And the fighting then the fucking)
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| My bitch is crazy, this bitch is ill (And the fucking then the fighting)
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| You always texting mad, it ain’t worth the battery to text you back
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| Every time you angry, I just want to jump your sexy ass
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| I remember when your girls was telling you that we’d never last
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| All you did was try to box me like they sponsor you up at Everlast
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| Well you get that right girl, god damn, wish I had never taught you that
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| Every time you mad hanging up on me then call right back
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| But you ain’t saying nothing, you trying to keep that poker face
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| But girl I know you bluffing, yeah I know you love me
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| But you spazzing about things that haven’t happened
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| Cause you judge me by your fears instead of judging by my actions Yeah you
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| crazy but I love it, you wildin' when we talkin'
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| But you wilder when we fucking, yeah
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| I keep fucking with these crazy hoes
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| See the problem for me is that’s a turn on
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| She say it first but I’m way worse
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| Though she never see that if she don’t turn wrong
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| My tolerance high, I ain’t with that screaming in public
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| So when her voice raise, I lower mine
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| Make a scene, I’m like fuck it
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| But she a nympho so whatever’s wrong, she’ll right that shit
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| Pull her hair and it’s supposed to hurt
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| But she turn around, say «I like that shit»
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| We broke up like a million times
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| It’s to the point that I don’t hype that shit
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| Every time shorty gon' storm out, she come around and end up right back with
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| The funny shit, she call me then hang up on me
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| But I don’t even shout at her she just going to come home
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| And let me fuck them manners out of her
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| My daily routine but it’s cool cause I’m used to this shit
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| Plus we done been through the world and back
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| It’s whatever, I troop with my bitch, I tell 'em… |