| It don’t even matter what time I call cuz she gon' ball wit me
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| And I don’t really care what them haters say cuz they don’t stay with me
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| I know that she got my back, and when I go I’m a hold it down
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| And she knows that I’m comin' right back cuz what you love comes right back
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| around
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| Metaphorically man I love her so horribly
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| Everyday new beginnings but don’t separate like Floetry
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| Understanding my poetry cuz she’s partially in it
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| Now releasing the glow in me and she possibly lit it
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| I have no limits, I look at you, you a masterpiece
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| Catastrophe if you haters going after me
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| And actually baby you always gone be by my side
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| On my hip from my holster via Facetime
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| Never waste time, hands around your waist time
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| Walking violation baby you so damn fine
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| Your love for me buries deep so I call you mine
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| She don’t gotta run it back just to catch that line
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| And my words run deep girl, and I got something that put you right to sleep girl
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| And you know what I’m talkin' bout
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| And I’m lovin' that view of you when u walkin' out
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| There’s certain things that I don’t even gotta say
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| And days that I be stressing about my life not today
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| Cause uh she’s on my mind and she something else
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| So much so that I can’t even think about nothing else
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| She’s the baddest thing breathing the highlight of the evening
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| Most girls are deceiving but she gives me something to believe in Knowing on
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| Friday nights I’d probably take off the weekend
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| And knowing your dorm hours I’m probably going have to sneak in
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| But baby it ain’t a thang no worries about tomorrow
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| Cause girl I’m feeling you like Helga was feeling Arnold
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| More than just a fling you them summer time wifeys
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| Scooped her cuz she cooler than a summer time icy
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| Uh she right beside me, uh sweeter than Hi-C
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| A lot of lames they try to get at her but that’s unlikely
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| The rarest dime ever, plus she’s the only copy
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| Damn I might even introduce her to mommy
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| She got me
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| Hour glass shape on time never late
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| Our class takes place when you shut them drapes
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| And its always good when I get a lil' taste
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| You know its understood by the look on her face
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| Lace lingerie and it sounds like I’m fiending
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| My minds far away sorry for day dreaming
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| She’s the type of girl you wanna take home
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| When you wake up in the mornin and you hear her stretch and moan
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| Never reachin for your phone even when you get a message
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| Even when your gone you gon' find it where you left it
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| Now tell me that she ain’t a one of a kind
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| And she got that type of body that be seen by the blind
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| Never heard her complain, she’s the heat to my flame
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| She’s the wings to my plane, the blood to my veins
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| We on the same page like we studying for finals
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| Old school lovin' so we throwin' on the vinyl |