| I feel high at the upper park
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| Next thing you know I’m back to the start
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| His claim I lie, is ripping me apart
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| Creates his own, I should call it art
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| So go and run, hustle hard
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| When I catch you and I will, I’mma eat you up
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| 'Cause I’m a
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| Man-eater, man-needer, man-eater
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| I wouldn’t trust me either
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| Man-eater, man-needer, man-eater
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| I wouldn’t trust me either
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| I’mma eat you up
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| I say hi then my finger’s scared
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| Next thing you know you’ve got to wipe your car
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| Does it beat boy, your plastic heart?
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| 'Cause when you showed you set your love apart
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| 'Cause I’m a
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| Man-eater, man-needer, man-eater
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| I wouldn’t trust me either
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| Man-eater, man-needer, man-eater
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| I wouldn’t trust me either
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| I’mma eat you up |