| Big papa
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| You dun lost my mother top shotta
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| Gave you one more chance, and you didn’t love me proper
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| Thirsty
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| Okay momma give you little water
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| But no more nana, truely he does it better (uh)
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| If you wanna talk we can talk about it
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| But really there ain’t nothing left to figure out
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| And if you wanna stop put your figures down
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| Boy, I got to go (oh), I’m out the door (oh)
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| I seen’t you, I peeped you
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| You glassed, you see through
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| Red flag, but I still believed you
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| Pack up and move on is what you need to do
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| No more breath to waste on you
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| I had so much faith in you
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| You did what you wanted to
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| And now I gotta make moves, yeah
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| Boy, you a lil' boy
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| Still playin' games, you can miss me with the noise
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| Boy, you’s a lil' boy
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| And I ain’t got time for no itty, bitty boys
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| Damn, thought you had plans to be the man
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| But you too busy tryna be peter pan
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| Blowin' up my phone, now catch me if you can
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| But you could never catch me
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| Red carpet at the ESPYs'
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| Erased all the selfies, taking pictures with my nexty
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| Know you friendzoned, so you tryna' be my bestie
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| That ain’t how the gang go
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| A new nigga in the house like L, L can go
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| No more breath to waste on you
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| I had so much faith in you
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| You did what you wanted to
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| And now I gotta make moves, yeah
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| Boy, you a lil' boy
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| Still playin' games, you can miss me with the noise
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| Boy, you’s a lil' boy
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| And I ain’t got time for no itty, bitty boys |