| Whatever you wanna do, girl, we gotta do it tonight
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| You don’t wanna let me go, I can see it in your eyes
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| But you know I gotta fly 'cause baby, this is my life
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| Baby, this is my life, yeah
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| She’s spillin' drinks all night on my favorite pants
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| She was all up on a nigga, givin' crazy stares
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| The loud knock in my door had me wake up scared
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| As I looked into my bed, she had her makeup smeared
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| Damn, it’s like a party what we made in here
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| And I was tryin' tell the time through the Jacob glare
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| Can’t front the fat ass and the wavy hair
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| Had a nigga contemplate about stayin' here
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| I missed the flight, I got to pay delay
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| She tried to do it all again, she ain’t playin' fair
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| She reached up like, «Do you gotta leave?»
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| I wanna stay but baby girl, I gotta breathe
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| Jet lag screamin' that we runnin' late
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| My Louis bags on wheels runnin' to the gate
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| Party all night to the a. |
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| And it kinda pushed my time back like daylight savings
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| 7 a.m., turning over in the sheets
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| Manager blowin' up the phone in my sleep
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| A smile on my face, I don’t mean to make 'em wait
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| But she’s that much sexier when she sleeps
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| Throwin' on my clothes, put my shoes on my feet
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| Bags packed up and now I’m ready for the streets
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| Glanced back at her, now she’s staring up at me
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| She wanna pull me back but she know I gotta leave
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| Flight’s at ten then we land at twelve
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| Then we then check-in to another hotel
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| Oh well, do it all again
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| I think I want her an' my homie wants her friend
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| Ball like tomorrow might be the end
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| We can let it all go, we can play pretend
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| We can do it up from the dusk til' the dawn
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| Like the Marvin Gaye song 'Baby, Let’s Get It On' |