| Oh God
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| Whoa
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| Lookin' at your last text
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| Damn did you even really mean it?
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| Did you even look through it, did you even read it?
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| I been breakin' up with girls since I was 15
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| It’s the only thing that hasn’t got easier
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| A rubber is the only thing that ever came between us
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| God damn, now look at everything in between us
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| I mean I’m sayin'Â I got more liquor
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| More ladies, more drugs and no cases
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| With jobs and no babies
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| I hope no phone saving and if so you gon' hate me
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| When you see me standing on the couches
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| Turnin' clubs into houses
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| Water to champagne fountains
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| Turn flat chests into mountains
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| And ooh I love that ass
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| But I hate that fucking outfit
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| I’m taking off her blouses
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| While she take off my trousers
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| That’s just a couple more problems
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| To add to the couples' counselin'
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| Open that shit wide
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| Let me see how big your mouth is |