| I was hearing it in the streets
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| He was out here lovin' somebody but me
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| Giving all my lovin' to her and to she
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| And you know it ain’t cool, oh no
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| And I ain’t too blind to see
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| How it goes down, looking at every piece
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| Ain’t take long, puzzle became complete
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| Now I’m cool on you
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| Used to be so down, I was for you
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| All day, but the truth gon' come through
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| To the light like it always do I see, I saw
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| So don’t call, don’t try to come 'round here
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| Sayin' sorry, we’re done, all done here
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| 'Cause ain’t nothing you can say to me at all
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| (And you should know that)
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| I ain’t feeling you no more
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| It’s a damn shame
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| Used to be my boy, be my love
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| But I can’t rock with you
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| Running game, take me for a toy
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| It’s a damn shame
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| Used to be my boy, be the one
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| But I can’t rock with you
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| Heard I was by the pool
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| You was whisperin', she kept feelin' on you
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| And that what you don’t wanna do, try and play me out like a fool
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| Said you was buyin' a house, same time, I was checkin' and figuring you out
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| Every lie you was tellin' right out of your mouth, because that’s all you do
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| Used to be so down, I was for you
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| All day, but the truth gon' come through
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| To the light like it always do I see, I saw
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| So don’t call, don’t try to come 'round here
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| Sayin' sorry, we’re done, all done here
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| 'Cause ain’t nothing you can say to me at all
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| (And you should know that)
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| I ain’t feeling you no more
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| It’s a damn shame
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| Used to be my boy, be my love
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| But I can’t rock with you
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| Running game, take me for a toy
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| It’s a damn shame
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| Used to be my boy, be the one
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| But I can’t rock with you
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| Now I know I can’t rock with you
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| Sick of all the things you do
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| When you know that my heart was true
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| Now I know I can’t rock with you
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| Sick of all the things you do
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| When you know that my heart was true
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| No I can’t rock with you
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| I ain’t feeling you no more
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| It’s a damn shame
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| Used to be my boy, be my love
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| But I can’t rock with you
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| Running game, take me for a toy
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| It’s a damn shame
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| Used to be my boy, be the one
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| But I can’t rock with you
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| I ain’t feelin you no more
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| Boy, you used to have all of my love
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| Now you try and play me like a toy, shame on you
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| Shame on you
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| Sick of you running your game
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| Boy, you try to play me, what a damn shame
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| Now you got me feelin kind of strange
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| Gotta catch your boos |