| You just mean nothing, to the world
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| But you’re the world to me
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| They say that money make the world round
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| But mine starts spinning when you’re not around
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| Tell me what’s the bed if you ain’t lying in it
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| What’s the story if your biggest fan missing
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| Seven days without your love can make a man weak
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| She ain’t got nothing on but some damn sheet
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| I’ll be climbing right up in it, out these damn briefs
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| We be grinding so hard, life so damn cheap
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| I be in it so far in, so she can’t speak
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| She be folding up her arms, like she can’t reach
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| Unconditional love, the thing I can’t teach
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| Every time I’m not at home, is when she can’t sleep
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| Every time you feeling down, I can feel it too
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| Even when I ain’t around, it’s like I’m with you
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| I just pulled out from the house, already missing you
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| I know I told a couple lies, but baby this is true
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| I’m just looking in your eyes, I see you wanna do it
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| I’m just waiting on the day, I know it’s coming to it
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| Yeah, baby I’m the boss, so it’s nothing to it
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| And when you see me in your town, I’m just stunting through it
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| I stop and see you when your town, when I’m coming through it
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| Just to lay your body down, then I jump into it
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| They say death around the corner, well I run into it
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| I hit them hating niggas talking, tell them come and do it
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| Oh shit, wrist on, frost bit, talking boss shit, fifty gran all bricks
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| I’m talking funny things, pictures in my diamond rings
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| Selling dope, smoking, sorry nigga, know dah mean
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| All these rose petals laying around the house
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| Couple candles lit, you land on the couch
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| Surprise is the best you do it announced
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| This is the shit no other woman can amount
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| You want it from the back, I see you showing talents
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| On the bottom, you on top, you know our love is balance
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| From the front and from the side, you up for any challenge
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| Bunch of scratches on my back, but weighing in the valance
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| Fuck them other bitches, only loving you
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| Age is such a limits on, what I would do
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| Cause a nigga balling like I’m Jimmy Chew
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| Baby every time you hurting I can feel it too
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| Huh, huh |