| Yeah, bottle of brandy, new port box import
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| Be a fool if you choose to stay,
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| And liste to this bitch complain
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| On how I did her wrong, tired of hearing the same old song, yeah
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| And that you’ve given up on love
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| You used to love me, girl
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| Now you can’t stand the fact
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| That my heart belongs, belongs to another
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| You hate that we’re through
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| Yes no more me and you
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| Romeo was mean, so Juliettes I get it
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| I’m a take opportunity girl, to… my pain away
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| I need some relief just let me go and let me be
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| I found me a new heart, yeah, a new star
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| You used to love me, girl
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| Now you can’t stand the fact
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| That my heart belongs, belongs to another
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| You hate that we’re through
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| It’s no more me and you
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| Baby tell me what’s the use of me holding on
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| Silhouette scratched in my vision
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| Now you’re gone, yeah
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| Love me, you used to, in introduced you
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| To all kind of freaky position, like
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| Since you was a used to, a… we flew to
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| When the nigga girl you gonn miss this
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| Now you wanna show your ass off
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| You wasn’t the first, not the last broad
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| One final request, sip my mans off
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| Then hit the turnpipe, masspipe, h
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| You used to love me, girl
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| Now you can’t stand the fact
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| That my heart belongs, belongs to another
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| You hate that we’re through
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| It’s no more me and you
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| Baby tell me what’s the use of me holding on
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| Silhouette scratched in my vision
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| Now you’re gone, yeah. |