| Met her at a party, she was all up on her phone
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| I was like damn why would you even leave your home
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| We came to party, to party, to par-party
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| Magnolia, millie rock and the Sir Carti
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| Seen a big booty in the bottom of a shot glass
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| I’m like damn, this really really could not last
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| I got the style, got the smile, and I got cash?
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| But they didn’t care, with the compare and the contrast
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| Damn lady, could’ve had my baby
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| But it wasn’t as deep as cinema up in the 80's
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| And you can’t be as serious as me, and, and
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| You ain’t even that in love with me
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| So it’s back to all the love without the new fam
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| I was bankin' on the love that maybe you found
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| What to do now
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| Ooh, la, la
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| I think I’m finally over you, ah
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| And, ooh, la, la
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| You know it’s highly overdue
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| I gotta get my shit together now
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| You know it’s highly overdue
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| I gotta get my shit together now
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| I think I’m finally over you
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| You, you
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| Startin' in a new town, new ID
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| Wonderin' if you were ever moved by me
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| You don’t know nobody that can move like me
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| Or groove like me, that’s all good
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| Trade that, Diddy with a Take That
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| Throw it back like cassettes with the A-track
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| Call my phone, don’t be late
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| Frontin' for you friends, girl, don’t be fake
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| Made all my of homies wait to see you
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| Other people need me too
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| You so selfish for no reason
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| Did you only come every season
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| Did you want to run when I’m themeing
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| Hung up on the meaning that he ruck up in the singing
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| Hit ‘em on the Sunday every evening, to play
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| I just wish you’d stay away
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| Ooh, la, la
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| I think I’m finally over you, ah
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| And, ooh, la, la
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| You know it’s highly overdue
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| I gotta get my shit together now
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| You know it’s highly overdue
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| I gotta get my shit together now
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| I think I’m finally over you, you, you |