| Jay Sean, yeah
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| Gucci
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| Even though you know I like it, you ain’t nothin' new
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| Even though you know I love it, I’m in love with you
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| I ain’t tryna say I like it, girl, you know the truth
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| You know that I fuckin' love it, fucking 'round with you
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| That’s my ride or die, I can’t even lie
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| Shawty flyer than a pilot and got way too much to hide
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| What she like, Birkin bags and bikes
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| And she don’t care about likes (Nah, nah)
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| Twistin' right right, oakwood pokin' out, yeah, that’s what I like
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| Outta sight, outra mind
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| Keep them broke hoes out my sight
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| This the night, when we dim the lights, I pound with all my might
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| She so right, we so right, ain’t no need to be your type
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| Got that fire, ask her what she drink, she said «Guwop on ice»
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| I’m sayin' you (Han)
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| I just can’t get my mind off you
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| After the shit that we’ve been through (Yeah)
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| I just can’t stop fuckin' with you
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| I just can’t stop fuckin' with you
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| Even though you know I like it, you ain’t nothin' new
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| Even though you know I love it, I’m in love with you
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| I ain’t tryna say I like it, girl, you know the truth
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| You know that I fuckin' love it, fucking 'round with you
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| I cannot keep doin' this, it ain’t safe
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| I did not promise that you’d take my name
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| Told you from day, said that straight to your face
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| Can’t be the one if you in second place, it’s not that way
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| You start actin' crazy, know that I’ll go MIA
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| Been talking Miami, you won’t find me out of space
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| Wait, all up in our feelings, wasn’t supposed to be that way
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| Wait, I can’t escape, yeah
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| 'Cause, baby, you (Yeah)
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| I just can’t get my mind off you
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| After the shit that we’ve been through (Yeah)
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| I just can’t stop fuckin' with you
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| I just can’t stop fuckin' with you
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| Even though you know I like it, you ain’t nothin' new
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| Even though you know I love it, I’m in love with you
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| I ain’t tryna say I like it, girl, you know the truth
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| You know that I fuckin' love it, fucking 'round with you
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| Fuckin' with you
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| Fiendin' for attention, leave niggas on read
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| They ain’t fuckin' with you
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| Ran through the block, went broke, came up
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| Stayed down, real bitch, put the pussy on you
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| Dreaming 'bout cars, S6, with a Rollie on the wrist
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| Cute face, concrete
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| Girls gon' hate 'cause a bitch gon' slay too fast
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| Baby, just part of all my drip
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| 'Cause I like it, I just fuck wanna fuck
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| He off the drugs, so please don’t bite it
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| Feindin' for my love, daddy hit me up, baby, I’m excited
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| Even though you know I like it, you ain’t nothin' new
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| Even though you know I love it, I’m in love with you
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| I ain’t tryna say I like it, girl, you know the truth
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| You know that I fuckin' love it, fucking 'round with you
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| Fucking 'round with you
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| Fucking 'round with you
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| My baby
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| 'Round with you |