| I double park and I honk
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| Don’t you be taking so long
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| You know your father don’t like me
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| And you know he’s always home
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| That nigga act like he’s on me, I act like I’m on the phone
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| You know he hates me cause of all the shit I say in these songs
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| I get a little too comfortable, I start telling the truth
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| I speak like I’m on the microphone when it’s just me and you
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| I wear my heart on my sleeves and I don’t like them shits long
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| When I get home let me get on you like I get on these songs
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| If you love something then you let it go
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| I’ll hate you just to keep you forever, oh
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| Okay, if you ask me I would put it on a cross
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| I’ll be riding with you till the wheels fall off
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Your body is the new drug that I’m on
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| It got that kinda high that fucks with your heart
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| It leaves you too exposed, too exposed
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| Please don’t let me overdose, overdose
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| I’ve been about it for a while now
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| Been addicted for a while now
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| I’m outside your house girl, let’s hit the road
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| Girl, overload, overload to the club
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| You got exactly what I need yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
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| I’m talking 'bout another fix yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
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| You turned me into a fiend girl (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
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| I think I’m gon' need to rehab, but for now girl let me hit that
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Overload, overload to the club, yeah
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| Overload, overload to the… |