| I hate that you make me mad
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| I hate that you make me laugh
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| I hate that you make me weak
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| Turn around to make me scream
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| You know it you’re wrong
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| But you put it down so strong
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| I’m gone
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| I’m gone
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| I’m gone
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| Baby when the sun doesn’t shine
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| I ain’t gotta prove that you’re mine
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| I will hold on to you
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| I will hold on to you
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| I hate that you’re into me
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| I hate that you’re all I need
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| I hate that you feel so right
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| And fool you amend that fight
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| you know it you’re wrong
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| But you put it down so strong
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| I’m gone
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| I’m gone
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| I’m gone
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| Baby when the sun doesn’t shine
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| I ain’t gotta prove that you’re mine
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| I will hold on to you
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| I will hold on to you
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| We be back &forth with the fighting
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| Waking up the neighbors
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| Pulling all night’in’s
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| I’m fucking with a thug
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| He give me gangsta love
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| My friends don’t understand it
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| They like ain’t you had enough
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| Yeah, I know he’s a dick
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| But that’s my dick
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| And we be on that
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| We be on that, on that bullshit
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| Watch us ride off in the sun
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| Steady on our bullshit
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| That true romance
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| That burn a full clip
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| Baby when the sun doesn’t shine
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| I ain’t gotta prove that you’re mine
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| I will hold on to you
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| I will hold on to you |