| No, no, no
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| Fancy seein' you here
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| What? |
| This is Gucci
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| See now I’m always wearin' new gear
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| I’m here 'cause I got the drip
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| I did it better than the mannequin
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| By the way I wanna be your man again
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| I shoulda never let you get away
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| 'Cause bein' single feel too fake
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| I ain’t made for this
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| Ion’t how it came to this, no, no, ay
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| I ain’t gon' be the only one to blame for this
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| I think you gon' have to take some of the blame for this
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| Tell 'em how it came to this
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| It came to this
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| We supposed to take a break but you didn’t wanna wait
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| So we came to this, it came to this
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| You just had to stay away, so we ended too when it came
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| Fancy seein' you here
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| I thought you don’t wear heels
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| But then again you said you’d never love again
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| So tell your fuckin' man I ain’t gon' shake his fuckin' hand
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| I ain’t gon' act like I like it, 'cause my girl got a new man
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| I ain’t gon' act like I’m tryin' to understand, if I don’t understand
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| I ain’t made for this
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| Ion’t how it came to this, no, no, ay
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| I ain’t gon' be the only one to blame for this
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| I think you gon' have to take some of the blame for this |