| I don’t know where to begin, man
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| Remember last time we was in the studio?
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| You know how I just went missing
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| In the middle of a tape, said I needed a break
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| So I hit the liquor store
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| Came back an hour later, with no liquor or no papers
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| My hair looking like I just stepped out the shower
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| You asked if it was raining, I said homie what you saying
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| Looked at me like why you playing now
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| Party up at T’s place
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| Every time that you’re wilin' with the whole crew
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| Bet them bitches missing my face
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| 'Cause I ain’t been there in a minute
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| Said I crashed my Civic, took my cars into the clinic
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| And my schedule won’t be tripping
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| Man, I push it the limit
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| Damn, you already know
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| It’s gotta be a hoe
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| All she ever wanna do is
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| We creeping on the low
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| Can’t do this anymore
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| To my homies, so
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| It’s time that I explain it
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| What I’m saying is
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| Man, your lady’s a hoe
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| I can’t leave her alone, no, no, no
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| Remember that time her car broke down?
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| Well I gave her a ride
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| Remember that time her boss called
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| She put in that overtime
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| When it was dinner with her mother
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| We was underneath the covers
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| Had her spreading 'em like butter
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| Last week when the kitchen caught on fire
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| We put it out as soon as I untied her
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| Or the time when had to jet to the vet
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| 'Cause her pussy’s so damn wet now, oh
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| Damn, I feel so bad because you love her
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| Man, I hate to do this to my brother
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| She almost screamed my name last time you fucked her
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| We creeping on the low
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| Can’t do this anymore
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| To my homies so
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| It’s time that I explain it
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| What I’m saying is
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| Man your lady’s a hoe
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| I can’t leave her alone, no, no, no
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| Sorry to break it to you
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| But she’s messing with the crew
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| And that’s a no, no
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| Certified hoe for sure, oh uh
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| See I was doing you a favor
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| Know that she was danger
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| You shouldn’t date her
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| Homie I got you, yeah
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| You don’t even know!
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| We creeping on the low
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| Can’t do this anymore
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| To my homies so
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| It’s time that I explain it
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| What I’m saying is
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| Man, your lady’s a hoe
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| I can’t leave her alone, no, no, no
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| We creeping, we fucking
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| She sneaking, you cuff it
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| We freaking, you love it
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| Your lady’s a hoe
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| Man, your lady’s a hoe, yeah
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| We creeping, we fucking
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| She sneaking, you cuff it
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| We freaking, you love it
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| Your lady’s a hoe
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| Man, your lady’s a hoe, yeah |