| Sweet love of mine, I miss you
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| And every time I think of you
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| I get this mind to touch you
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| I start to cry and then it’s fuck you
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| Because you, you left me with these tears, baby
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| And gave me all these fears, baby
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| I don’t know how I’ll live, baby
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| Cause I miss you, yeah I miss you
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| And this is how I feel, lady
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| Real nigga shit, I’m real baby
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| And if you didn’t know
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| In my mind
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| You belong to me, whoa
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| You belong to me
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| In my mind, darling can’t you see
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| We were made to be
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| You belong to me
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| I said I miss your love like this
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| I said miss your love like that
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| I wish you bring that thing right back
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| I wish you’d bring that thing right back
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| I said I miss your love like this
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| I said miss your love like that
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| I want you bring that thing right back
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| I wish you’d bring that thing right back
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| Oh god
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| Damn, you stand on the same shit like a synonym
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| You know, wearing the latest Phillip Lim
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| Now you wanna sit with him
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| Got me on the flicker bench
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| Thinkin' 'bout the last minute flights to shop in Switzerland
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| Coppin' kicks and shit, high heels
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| To stunt on hoes hatin' that I loved you so much
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| I had to juxtapose
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| Tryin' to understand your position
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| Wish they had a prescription
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| Finally see that sad is a sickness
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| In that black 550 in the cut
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| Listenin' to that nigga who used to be signed to Puff
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| You know, I wish I never met her, at all
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| I ain’t Usher, I am waitin' on that call
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| Shit be feelin' like traffic on the weekend now, fucked up
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| Cause I’d rather just sleep in now
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| Love struck and I’m fallin' off the deep end now
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| Hennessy, whiskey, and tears
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| You might see me drown, fuck it
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| Carry on, act like it don’t phase you
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| I know you’ll be back one day soon
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| And I’ll be okay, boo
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| Cause soon I’ll be a bit more stable
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| And I’ll be okay too
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| And I won’t need you
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| I won’t seek your love
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| Think about the ways we fucked
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| We’re missing all that trust
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| Damn girl, why would you leave
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| Tell me baby, how could you go
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| When I needed you so, I
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| I needed you so
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| I’m out of white lines
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| Yeah baby, I’m out of control
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| I’m blowed out my mind |