| Bound to fall in love
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| Bound to fall in love
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| (Uh-huh, honey)
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| All them other niggas lame, and you know it now
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| When a real nigga hold you down, you supposed to drown
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| Bound…
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| Bound to fall in love
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| Bound to fall in love
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| (Uh-huh, honey)
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| What you doing in the club on a Thursday?
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| She say she only here for her girl birthday
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| They ordered champagne but still look thirsty
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| Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty
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| I know I got a bad reputation
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| Walking 'round, always mad reputation
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| Leave a pretty girl sad reputationAnnotate
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| Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation
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| I turnt the nightclub out of the basement
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| I’ll turn the plane 'round, your ass keep complaining
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| How you gon’be mad on vacation?
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| Dutty wining 'round all these Jamaicans
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| Uh, this that prom shit
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| This that what we do, don’t tell your mom shit
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| This that red cup, all on the lawn shit
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| Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch
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| I know you’re tired of loving, of loving
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| With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey)
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| Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures
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| One good girl is worth a thousand bitches
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| Bound to fall in love
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| Bound to fall in love
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| (Uh-huh, honey)
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| I wanna fuck you hard on the sink
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| After that, give you something to drink
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| Step back, can’t get spunk on the mink
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| I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think?
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| Hey, you remember where we first met?
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| Okay, I don’t remember where we first met
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| But hey, admitting is the first step
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| And hey, you know ain’t nobody perfect
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| And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep
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| But hey, their backstroke I’m tryna perfect
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| And hey, ayo, we made it, Thanksgiving
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| So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas
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| She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist
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| Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?
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| Maybe we could still make it to the church steps
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| But first, you gon’remember how to forget
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| After all these long-ass verses
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| I’m tired, you tired, Jesus wept
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| I know you’re tired of loving, of loving
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| With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
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| Just grab somebody, no leaving this party
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| With nobody to love, nobody, nobody (Uh-huh, honey)
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| Jerome’s in the house, watch your mouth
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| Jerome’s in the house, watch your mouth
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| Bound to fall in love
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| Bound to fall in love
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| (Uh-huh, honey) |