| Lord, please show me the way
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| Why do girls I like keep floating away
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| And the ones that don’t mean, slowly decay
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| Treat em like a frisbee and throw them away
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| Am I right or wrong
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| Can I right this wrong
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| Well you’re a slave to indecision
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| Keep holding on
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| Holding on
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| I guess this is the lust part
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| The love talk get you left with a crushed heart
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| This is a double edge sword and they both sharp
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| I keep saying what I want when I shouldn’t
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| And I still end up tug a war pullin'
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| Furthermore, I’m in another world looking for another girl
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| When I need a love and grown women, but they throw me away
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| It seems mistakes never go away
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| Making choices in the moment
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| So will you stay
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| Or leave your thoughts with me
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| I don’t wanna waste your time, oh my
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| What do you think about that
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| Get one play with it, all day with it
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| Then you do away with it, won’t stay with it
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| I been there, laid with it in the shade with it
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| Then I felt shame with it, so lame with it
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| What goes around comes back
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| But I don’t want that
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| It’s just like a frisbee
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| You throw it to your boy and you hoping that he catch it
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| And do the same thing
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| But I let it fall flat
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| As a man am I supposed to wait
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| Am I supposed to chase
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| When I just wanna stroke and be close to mate
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| Without a show for date
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| These are the problems these hoes create
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| But I’m a ho, and when I find somebody I can hold
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| Introduce her to my moms on the low
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| She do to the same thing I be doin' yo
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| Well I don’t know, I just figured as a man it’s expected
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| Meet a girl take her home let her get naked
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| Beat it up never call takes no effort
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| Walk of shame, I don’t make no breakfast
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| But then when I put work in I’m neglected
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| True story, you hurt when I’m rejected
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| Reckless, this is why I flirt every second
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| Check it, my pops say I gotta keep dating
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| My moms say that I gotta keep waiting
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| My heart say why I gotta keep breaking
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| For you to understand I’m not a frisbee to play with
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| Don’t throw me away
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| It seems mistakes never go away
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| Making choices in the moment
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| So will you stay
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| Or leave your thoughts with me
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| I don’t wanna waste your time, oh my
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| What do you think about that
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| Could be right or wrong
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| Am I right or wrong
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| Baby, what you make of it
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| So inconsiderate, I guess we have fallen off target
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| I guess we’ve fallen off target
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| She got me, frisbee, both by Mickey Factz. |
| And speak of the devil, he is here,
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| finally
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| Yo, yo — it’s Mickey!
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| Yes, yes. |
| So, explain to us this dumb title, Frisbee. |
| What ever happened to
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| titles like, 'What's goin' on', or 'What's love got to do with it',
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| or 'Between the sheets'?
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| Well, first of all shout to everybody tuned in, my achievers. |
| My tour is
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| approaching and I’m coming to a city near you. |
| Um, I came up with the title
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| thinking about all the times these guys throw away women when it’s convenient.
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| And woman too, you know? |
| You know it goes, bruh, c’mon. |
| Larry, you know how it
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| go bruh
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| Ok, ok, I get it, but I don’t know. |
| How do you feel about that?
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| Give the guy a break man, you know it’s a new generation and love,
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| lust and kinds of stuff man
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| I mean, no, no. |
| I’m from that era where music was music and Frisbee doesn’t
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| make sense to me
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| Well to him it makes sense you know. |
| You don’t know what his heart has been
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| through
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| Well, let’s talk about this project, Love.Lust.Lost 2. Why? |
| Why do a sequel?
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| Well the fans loved the first one and I wanted to top it. |
| I had the Badu record
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| that I couldn’t put out as well as the John Legend record that I brought up
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| here just for you guys to play and I wanted a home for both of them.
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| So, this project was the only way to get it out
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| Wow, that’s interesting. |
| Let’s get into that while we got more Mickey Factz on
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| W-lll. |
| Keep it locked |