| Anybody wanna buy a heart?
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| Anybody wanna buy a heart?
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| Anybody wanna buy a heart?
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| Cause I don’t use the shit anyway
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| But okay, I guess it’s my fault
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| Westside shorty, with an eastside nigga
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| They say it’s levels to this shit, I’m a G5 nigga
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| And every city I be in, you know she fly with us
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| It’s like Hov got Bey, it’s like Bey got Jigga
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| Really though let me take y’all back
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| '09, double R drop top with the top down
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| Pulled up, double parked, hopped out, tried to spit my game
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| It didn’t work, got shot down
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| But I can tell by the bag, by the wrist, by the ring on that
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| Somebody had it on lockdown
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| The moral of the story not to speak on that
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| She on the team, shorty mine now
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| And we don’t ever ever ever make love
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| And we don’t ever ever ever say «love»
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| Unless I’m all up in it, she tellin' me she love that D on that,
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| I don’t ever say uh
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| Bad bitch, ain’t nothin' made up
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy
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| The heart from a real one from Philly reppin' that north side?
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| Anybody? |
| Anybody?
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart?
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love?
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| (Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart?
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy trust)
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy a heart?
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love?
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy?
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| Anybody, anybody, anybody wanna buy love?
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| Rahmeek, I’mma have to tell the truth if I speak
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| Unless you want to play, you ain’t say this the other day
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| You said you was in love, and I still didn’t budge
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| Cause I already seen how you be going in when you be in them clubs
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| (I'm not even sure if this is right but, it feels good)
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| I could tell you was analyzing me, I could tell you was criticizing me
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| I could tell you was fantasizing that you would come slide in me and confide in
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| me
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| He could tell that I was wifey material
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| He was liking my style in my videos
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| I wasn’t looking for love I was looking for a buzz
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| So at times I would lie and say I’m busy, yo
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| Cause its too much, and its too clutch
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| Who wants rumors of the two of us
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| But when you’re away I can’t get you out of my mind
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| But what if I met the one and your wasting your time
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| But you waited
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| Its a heart for sale who’s buying
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| I don’t care who’s crying
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| Its trust for sale who’s buying
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| I don’t care who’s lying |