| Yo Mya
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| I know you got a man and all
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| But uhh I been watchin yall
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| And if he ain’t treatin you right
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| 'bout time you move on
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| Now I’m not trying to get in between yall two
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| But you gonna move, move this way
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| I’m so confused
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| I don’t know what to do (gonna be aiight, gonna be aiight)
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| But I gotta be a woman
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| I gotta get over you (yeah aiight, yeah aiight)
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| I think I saw your baby’s mother
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| Creeping at your back door (Yeah-ee Yeah-ee)
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| And your lying ass been cheatin
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| And I can’t take it no more oh oh
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| I’m movin on (move on)
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| On
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| (movin on)(and move my way)
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| On
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| (movin on-on) (move on)
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| Oh-on
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| I’ll be movin on (and move my way, say what say what)
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| (2x's)
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| Whose drawers are these
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| You know I wear a size four (huh what, say what)
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| And if you say that you’ve been faithful
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| Who was at your back door
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| You ain’t got no money (it don’t matter about all that, I got some)
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| I should’ve left you long ago (Yea-ee Yea-ee Yea-ee)
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| And your stroke ain’t strokin no more
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| So I’ve been sleepin all alone
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| (she shouldn’t have to sleep by herself you know what I’m sayin)
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| If you know what I mean
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| I’m movin on (move on)
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| On
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| (movin on)(and move my way)
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| On
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| (movin on-on) (move on)
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| Oh-on
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| I’ll be movin on (and move my way, say what say what)
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| (2x's)
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| Well now I’m a No Limit Soldier
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| Known to keep it rowdy
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| You know, ones that make em say «ugggh»
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| And «'bout it 'bout it»
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| Now one to the two
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| Two to the three
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| I ain’t sayin' leave him
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| But you need to like roll wit me
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| Cause I can see you ain’t happy here
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| When I look in your eyes
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| You a bird
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| You gotta spread your wings
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| So now it’s time to fly
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| You ain’t never gotta trip
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| Or remind me
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| I’m trying to live ghetto fab
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| Like takin' baths
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| In bottles of Dom P
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| But I ain’t perfect
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| Cause imagine me with no flaws
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| Like a parking lot with no cars
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| Cell block with no bars
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| World with no wars
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| L.A. with no stars
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| Check this out: I can heal your broken heart
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| So don’t be so fast
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| To react so quick
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| Or get all mad
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| And try to scratch up my 6
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| Now you know I get paid
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| For bustin' all kind of tight verses
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| See I need a girl
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| That I can see on top
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| Like Silkk and Mya
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| Or vice versa
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| (w/o I’ll be movin on) |