| Baby listen, tell me what it is
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| Makes you want to live the life you live?
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| Take all what you know is mine to give
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| I’ll be damned, you ask for more
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Loan me yours and I’ll give you mine
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| Don’t you loan me no more borrowed time
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| You don’t need to be cut short
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| Of what ain’t yours to give
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| All the love I have is for my man
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| But he treats me like a second hand
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| I stand up and he says get on down
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| Everything is everything, no peace I find
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| (And my woman said)
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| What it takes to be my man
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| Is more than playing in a jive-ass band
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| I need security to take good care of me
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| And a ring on my left hand
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Tell me what it is
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| Won’t you tell me what it is
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| Won’t you tell me what it is
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| Won’t you tell me what it is
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| Won’t you tell me what it is |