| Yeah yeah
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| Yeah yeah
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| (Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| It ain’t your pedigree
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| It ain’t the fancy way you speak
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| It’s more than how you like to dress
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| It’s more than just your kiss
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| It’s more than obvious that what it is is hard to miss
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| And that’s your confidence
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| It’s just your confidence
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| It’s more than just one thing
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| It’s more than just your kiss
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| It’s more than obvious that what it is is hard to miss
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| And that’s your confidence
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| Yeah yeah, and I feel it from the back of my mind
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| Everything you do got a groove
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| Make me want to say, «Who could really be this fine?»
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| Who could really walk this line?
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| Keep me feeling in my prime
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| I just want to kick it for a minute
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| Won’t you stay, let me feel it? |
| All I need is time
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| Running just tryna find me a someone that doesn’t want to elope
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| Everything you’re doing is superhuman
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| I’m fine in the vibe that you in
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| I want to just come and love you below
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| But I know that newly pursuing
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| Even the bid of your movement
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| Could maybe possibly ruin you in the notes
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| So I’m trying to sing along with you
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| And put some paint on the picture
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| So we could put it together, truly I hope
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| See this whole thing got me mesmerized
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| Minute hand fly while the seconds dry
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| I know you could find you a metro guy
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| Who got next in line and like sexercise
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| But I’m the Lector kind, I like extra fries
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| I get wrecked to drive, I might stress at times
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| But ain’t nobody perfect so let’s just vibe
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| And pour two big shots with some Fleisch' and lime
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| I got friends that been telling me to keep on movin'
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| They’ve been telling me to keep on choosin'
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| I just think that they scared of your movement
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| And the fact you a full time student
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| But not me, I’m the opposite
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| I got goals of my own that I got to get
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| I want prominence so give me all of it
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| You see they probably split but I like confidence
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| It ain’t your pedigree
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| It ain’t the fancy way you speak
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| It’s more than how you like to dress
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| It’s more than just your kiss
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| It’s more than obvious that what it is is hard to miss
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| And that’s your confidence
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| It’s just your confidence
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| It’s more than just one thing
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| It’s more than just your kiss
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| It’s more than obvious that what it is is hard to miss
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| And that’s your confidence
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| Ayy, it’s hard to put in words
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| They all really never hit the nerve
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| They all fall short of the curb
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| When they ask what it is
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| I shoot them a grin
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| And I act like it’s over my head
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| But deep down, yo, I know what it is
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| Even though there ain’t words that fit
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| Something in the way you like to act
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| Got me getting set like a quarterback
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| And I ain’t never gonna miss the fact
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| That when you’re around it’s a heart attack
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| I’m just sprung off your ways
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| I’ve been strung out for days
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| Your love like a drug in my veins
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| Something like a rush to my brain
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| They all think they can replicate the recipe
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| But nah, they can never seem to get to me
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| Can’t catch a natural energy
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| They all fall short like they some mini-me's
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| And it comes off effortless
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| It’s hard to explain what it is
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| All I know is it got me coming back
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| Time and time again, give me just a hit
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| It ain’t your pedigree
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| It ain’t the fancy way you speak
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| It’s more than how you like to dress
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| It’s more than just your kiss
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| It’s more than obvious that what it is is hard to miss
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| And that’s your confidence
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| It’s just your confidence
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| It’s more than just one thing
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| It’s more than just your kiss
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| It’s more than obvious that what it is is hard to miss
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| And that’s your confidence
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| You understand that? |
| This is exclusive
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| I don’t eve know why I called your stupid ass
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| You know what, don’t even fuckin' call me back |