| You been looking real good lately
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| Makin me feen I know were friends but listen up You cant be coming around me in tight jeans
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| Makin me weak I think you really trust me too much
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| You and me been cool
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| Since back in middle school
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| Like when we used to clown
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| And run around
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| And act a fool
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| Now that were older I been noticing you bustin out those jeans
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| Never seen that coming up think you know what I mean
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| When other niggaz tried to holla had to let em know
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| Told em none of yall aint good enough the truth be told
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| Cause when I first figure out what love was
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| I was a young blood
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| And youve always been that treasure
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| Weve always been together
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| Your not that little girl I once knew anymore
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| I will see you fitting your clothes so well I can tell
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| Your not that girl from junior high school thats for sure
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| Your changing the rules now that your fine as hell
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| Now there you go again on my lap
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| Thinking that Im in control and I wont react
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| When your form is grown so phat
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| Bout time you know for all that its worth
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| Your killing me softly in those product tops and mini skirts
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| Hots just puttin work all up in my face gurl what did you think
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| That Id stop being a man when you came on the block
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| Showin your promises
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| On the back of that bike
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| Showin just what I like
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| And a woman if you get it you had it comingurl
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| Your not that little girl I once knew anymore
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| I will see you fitting your clothes so well I can tell
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| Your not that girl from junior high school thats for sure
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| Your changing the rules now that your fine as hell |