| The things you said to me
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| Can’t make or break me
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| Everything you’ve bought I give back
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| absolutely everything
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| And, I am through with you
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| You and your crazy moods
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| You be trippin' and slippin' and givin' attitudes
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| I deserve the finer things
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| The joy that love brings
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| And you’ll be missin' my kisses'
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| And makin' love, see
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| I’m better off alone
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| Can’t wait 'til you get gone
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| Ain’t no need to keep hoping 'cause it’s over and done
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| Why do you keep coming back time and time again?
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| You promised me you’d change your ways time and time again
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| I heard the same ol' lyin from you time and time again
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| And why I take you back? |
| because I cannot change a man
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| No use in talkin', better get to walkin'
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| Better get them chicks who turn tricks
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| 'Cause I’m just too smart, man
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| I hate men who lies who looks me in my eyes
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| Come up with alibis for the thousandth time
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| I won’t take bullshit
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| Leave ya ass with the quickness
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| Because I’m stable and able to live my life alone
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| Boy I’m through with you
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| No more to say or do
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| 'Cause you’re too confused
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| And it’s over and done
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| I be comin' with a rap on a ballad
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| You should vote Misdemeanor on your ballots
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| 'Cause you know I blow ya mind anytime that I rhyme
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| And I be down for a challenge
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| I’m wicked I-C-K icked
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| And I twist a twisted
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| From coast to coast I brag and boast
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| I’m better than most insufficient
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| I got that good love
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| That goody goody good love
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| That poody poody pusha
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| Slick talkin' sista to any nigga that wanna get with her
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| Don’t ever diss her M dot S E
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| And let me stop playin' with y’all motha fuckas
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| This aint no rap record get back to the hook |