| I hate to love you what more can i say
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| Got played from the get go
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| Like this shit you had me sold on
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| This time i let myself control on and wore it out
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| You front like you’re ghetto
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| But i know that you’re not best be backing that bling up
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| I ain’t got game girl i got season
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| It’s high time you put your please on and wore it
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| On and on and on and on my head spins around
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| When you dis' my bro’s and my ride breaks down
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| While you hang with your ho’s at the club down town
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| Ghetto life
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| Ghettoverit now
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| Ghettoverit now
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| You want the thug life
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| You don’t even know that’s so '97
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| I guess i really wasn’t on point
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| And you just played me like a dope joint and burned me out
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| That fool got the gold tooth and imitation rims
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| Who pimped out his prelude
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| It’s high time you dropped the zero
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| And started flossing with the hero
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| We can’t go on like this for real though
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| This homy’s
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| On and on and on my head spins around
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| When you dis' my bro’s and my ride breaks down
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| While you hang with your ho’s at the club down town
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| Ghetto life
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| And all you do
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| It’s just plain wack
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| So you can sizzuck a dizzack and blow
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| On and on and on my head spins around
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| When you dis' my bro’s and my ride breaks down
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| While you hang with your ho’s at the club downtown
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| Ghetto life
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| Ghettoverit it
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| On and on and on and on my head spins around
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| When you dis' my bro’s and my ride breaks down
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| While you hang with your ho’s at the club downtown
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| Ghetto life
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| Ghettoverit it now
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| I hate to love you what more can i say |