| Of all the boys I’ve known & I’ve known some…
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| Until I first met you, I was lonesome…
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| This is the last love song I’m gonna write for my CD
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| Cuz all that lovey, dovey shit, that just could never be me
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| That’s not my stilo. |
| Before I met you I would rather sniff a kilo
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| Than deal with bitches & their drama but homie, we go
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| Together like something I’ve never experienced
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| & when I say your name, I know you loving hearing it
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| Fearing it. |
| That’s why I be switching up my mind
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| So let me tell you exactly what I’m feeling inside:
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| I love you like I never loved somebody in my life
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| Wanna hold you in my arms every day & every night
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| Please believe me when I tell you that I never wanna hurt you
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| But when we make mistakes, let’s make it work fu !
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| Only us could write the pages & we write em really well
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| Freestyles, boy, you giving me them free smiles
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| Switching up my habits cuz you know I gotta have it
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| Without you I don’t even got a reason
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| Sometimes I wanna fucken kill you
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| Wanna fuck & feel you inside & out
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| Been shy & doubt what I feel for you sometimes cuz you make me nervous
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| Cuz I’m insecure & I feel I don’t deserve this
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| Cuz I been hurt in the past & I don’t mean to bring up what’s passed
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| But the experiences I’ve had
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| Put me in a fucked up cognitive state
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| They filled me with hate. |
| It’s hard for me to push em away
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| Give me time. |
| Please be patient with me
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| Cuz I been waiting all my life so patiently
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| For you. |
| You’re the only one I wanna love
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| You’re my ugly mess. |
| Boy, you’re like the best
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| & I could care less what anybody says
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| I’m gonna be with you & the world could know it too
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| I hope I make you as happy as you make me everyday
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| Knots in my stomach every time I hear you say
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| «I love you.» |
| Cuz I love you too
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| Anything you need done, just ask me & I’ll do
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| Whatever it is. |
| I love it when we kiss
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| Love you boy, I need you & I wanna tell you this…
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| Only us could write the pages & we write em really well
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| Freestyles, boy, you giving me them free smiles
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| Switching up my habits cuz you know I gotta have it
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| Without you I don’t even got a reason |