| Yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| If you don’t have nothing nice to say don’t say shit at all
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| You be acting like a bitch, my fault
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| I didn’t mean that
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| But your attitude stinks, a blind man could see that
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| Black chicks get stereotyped to Sharkisha who kill 'em
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| You don’t wanna be that
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| I’m just giving you feedback
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| I’m addicted to your ass, now watch a nigga relapse
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| You be telling me your boobies is real, I don’t believe that
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| I think I need to see that
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| You bad as fuck
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| You need a time out
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| You know I’m no good, Amy Winehouse
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| Tryna find out what your mind 'bout 'cause your brain crazy
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| We could ride out to my hideout
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| Girl, I swear I could give you 'bout eight babies
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| I’m a real nigga, they Wayne Bradys
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| I’mma beat it up like I hate ladies
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| My white friends say you hot as hell like you made Hades
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| And I apologize if all this is out the blue
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| But what I’m tryna say girl is you put me in the mood
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| When you say you don’t feel the same, well I really don’t believe it
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| Is you tryna fuck or what?
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| I didn’t mean it
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| I guess you caught me, I’m in it
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| Or else wouldn’t say it
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| I wrote a song about you but I hoped you wouldn’t play it
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| This love is dangerous, I choke you but only if you ask me
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| I hate you so much, I flip you off every time you pass me
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| It all seems insignificant until you get belligerent and say things you don’t
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| mean
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| In it 'til you get legitimate
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| In a minute you be acting like an actress when she on screen
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| You fighting for the wrong team
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| I’m fighting for us, you fighting against it
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| I’m fighting for your mind and I’m tryna convince it
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| So it fuse with mine and devise commitment
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| Divide the distance, we here for the moment
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| Hope it’s romantic but romance is hopeless
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| Hold hands and focus on your heart
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| I hold it close even when it’s broken
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| Some words are better left unspoken
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| Some things are better left undone
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| When I speak my pieces you gon' peace 'til you feel like all there is to do is
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| run
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| And I really meant it
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| But I’m telling you I didn’t mean it
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| I’m telling you I didn’t mean it
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| Eventually, I know you gon' believe it
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| I’mma change and you gon' finally see it
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| I’mma be the one you wanna be with
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| And I’mma tell you that I’ll always love you
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| Then I’mma tell you that I didn’t mean it |