| Walk of shame out this Gansevoort
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| Pockets full, but you laying there, I can’t afford
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| But I’ll be good baby, maybe this is hand in arm
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| And we was just getting our handle on, wonderful night
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| Shit I never seen, shit that you never felt
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| Wanting to never leave, twisting whatever’s dealt
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| Talking to let it be, listening when you melt
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| Still on my G, baby, let it tell
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| Tell you what you love and picturing me to mean it
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| Told me «give that up Sky, I want it and I need it»
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| And you ain’t have a prob showing me the way you keep it
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| Like this will go beyond where we are, fuck a reason
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| And I can love or leave it, but I ain’t leaving none of this to part with
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| So I’ll just play the part for the bargain
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| You put it where your heart is, baby I ain’t mean it
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| Its not that I ain’t want to, its just that I ain’t see it
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| Just call it Drew & Derwin
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| We made the night
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| We made it a wonderful night
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| I didn’t wanna fall in love
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| I thought that one time was enough
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| But tonight, if we do it all again
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| I hope we don’t fall in love
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| Let’s just make tonight
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| Another wonderful night
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| Two finger hooking your murder heels
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| Memories double timing, look like you’re hurt for real
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| We never pictured last night becoming today
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| We both wanted us, shit we one in the same
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| Carrying on like I’m with it all
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| Laying underneath you and treating you like this is yours
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| Word to the Mags and the bottles of Cavit that’s by the dresser
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| I build walls after I compress 'em
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| I’m told that I turn cold, giving them hard dick and
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| Straight to the hole like Kemba Walker it was taking its toll
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| And feeling awkward is the way I suppose that this supposedly goes
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| Cuz on the low I’m supposed to be home
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| And you’ll prolly meet a dude who’s due up to find a role
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| And after like a month, dude will prolly propose
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| And I’ll applaud it, and all that it’s coming with
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| I’m nowhere near that, I usually run from it, just call it Drew and Derwin
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| Hope we don’t, hope we don’t
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| Fall in love, fall in love
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| And it was nice while it lasted, right?
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| I gave you mic, you gave me adlibs, right
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| It wasn’t right but that was past tense
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| I guess that I wouldn’t be mad if
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| You was to move on and pretend I never happened
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| You giving me all, just pretend that never mattered
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| You gripping the walls, and getting on your ladder
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| Let’s call it time lost, let’s put that all in back of us
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| And leave that over there |