| Yo, boo, I want you to say, fall back
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| Put your slippers on, have a seat, give me your leg
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| I got the baby oil warmed up, Dreamgirls DVD
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| Stagger Lee swine, could you stay mine, pretty please?
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| I"m begging you, girl, but time fly since 2 o’clock, boom
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| I turn around it’s like 12 on the dot
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| What am I to do? |
| Your steeze got a live nigga wanting you
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| Around the way girl, that’s why I don’t mind sporting you
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| [Interlude: sample (Ghostface Killah)
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| Someone who loves you, only half as much as I do
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| (He don’t love you, he don’t love like I love you, boo)
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| (He's not even close)
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| Aiyo, he don’t really love you like I do
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| Kiss your feet, make love to you, like I do
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| Wake you up, in the night tank and surprise you
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| Cross my heart, swear, put my hand on the bible
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| I’m not a cold blooded killa, baby, I cry too
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| The best thing for me is when I’m laying beside you
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| Turn you over, open up, get up inside you
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| He a woman beater, no doubt, and he lies too
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| Stay, a little longer (please, baby, just one last time)
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| I know you have to go home to him (I know you got to bring it out, though)
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| When you leave I get aggy, I don’t know how to act
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| The reality settle with a punch and a smack
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| When I know that you with him, you ain’t calling me back
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| It be that thing down there, that got me way off track
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| Someone, who loves you (I'm telling you)
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| (His heart ain’t even nowhere near it as mines be)
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| Only half as much as I do (come on, trust me on this)
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| If it’s like that, fuck that nigga, he a clown
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| He don’t know what he got, let that bastard suffer
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| I sent you roses, Donna Karen bags from Paris
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| He can’t match my one, son, he’ll be embarrased
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| Stay, a little longer (all I wanna do is take you out tonight)
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| (Go to clubs thats popping)
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| I know you have to go home to him (come on, let’s go get our one-two
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| On, come on)
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| Aiyo, baby, don’t leave, cuz the club is popping
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| We got grandma yay, plus the tunes is knocking
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| On the dance floor, I’m sweating my ass off
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| Imagining us in deep lust, how you look with your pants off
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| My one-two step, your dress is so spun
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| And your neck smell good, look cute when you chewing your gum and
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| From the womb to the tomb, you’re blessed with a killa walk
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| You don’t have to give me none, it’s ight, we’ll talk
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| Someone who loves you
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| Only half as much as I do |