| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| You got a bitch, I got a nigga, so I guess we playin' two on two
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| Swear you guilty of everything you say I do
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| What I do, it ain’t your business
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| When they ask, you belong to who?
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| Oh, you thought you was playin' me? |
| Guess what, I play, too (I do that)
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| Play dumb so you thought I’d never play you
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| I ain’t the type that’s gon' sit around cryin'
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| When I know good and damn well you lyin' (I know you lyin')
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| Every time my phone ring (Brr), it say, «Britney, it be Tim»
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| And I know your ass be cappin' like a brim (Cap)
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| And you know you partner Slim? |
| (Yeah)
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| The one that drive the Hellcat with the rims (I like him)
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| He be workin' me out when I say I’m at the gym
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| We on the same thing (Yeah)
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| You blamin' me, I’m blamin' you, that shit’s the blame game (That's how it go)
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| Yeah, it’s a two-way street, we in the same lane
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| Play you 'fore you play me, that’s just my mind-frame (How I think)
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| But you still mine, babe
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| You got a bitch, I got a nigga, so I guess we playin' two on two
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| Swear you guilty of everything you say I do
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| What I do, it ain’t your business
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| When they ask, you belong to who?
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| Uh, yeah, she said, «Hey, twin»
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| If you gon' do the shit I do, you better do it big
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| Better yet, this shit might be my fault, but we ain’t gon' talk 'bout what I did
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| I said pull up, she drop the pin
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| I’m thinkin' with my dick again
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| Licked out her tongue and did a spin (Yeah)
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| Told you it wasn’t nothing, we was just friends
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| She like, «You lyin' again»
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| And I say, «I'm sorry, girl, let’s try this again»
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| I’m your love point guard, I’ma shoot my shot
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| She say I’m toxic, you actin' like you not
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| And she so like that, that had me super fly
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| She know that pussy bite back, got me like, «Ooh, it’s hot»
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| So I’m like, yeah
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| You probably got a few chances if you nasty
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| If you can’t give me good head, then you can vanish
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| I would’ve gave her a Plan B, but I planned it
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| I’m so nasty
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| This nigga stupid (Dumb-ass)
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| He swear I’m playin' him, but he can’t prove it (He can’t prove shit)
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| If you did it, what make you think I can’t do it? |
| ('Cause I can do it, too)
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| Better catch me if you can before you lose me
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| Can’t have me lookin' stupid
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| Nah, I’m too discrete (Yeah)
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| Nah, you tried to tell me you was for the streets (Should've listened)
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| Everything I say you did, I got receipts (I got receipts)
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| The shit you tried to hide, I already see (See that shit)
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| Always heard love is blind, but I’m not Eve (Tuh)
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| Far from naïve (Tuh)
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| Fuck you mean? |
| The realest on your team
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| Shit, we in the same lane
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| Play you 'fore you play me, that’s just my mind-frame (How I think)
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| But you still mine, babe
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| You got a bitch, I got a nigga, so I guess we playin' two on two
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| Swear you guilty of everything you say I do
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| What I do, it ain’t your business
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| When they ask, you belong to who?
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you
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| You gon' make me pull a you on you |