| Girls
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| I got the boy whipped, flipped
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| Think’s I’m God’s gift
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| With some porn style, sweet smile, out a while, I’m working it
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| Credit cards and fancy cars
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| I’m spending, pretending, this dream is neverending
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| Got him wrapped tight, like a vice
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| My hardworking man, has me living the life
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| Here he comes now
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| Hey baby!
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| You’re dissin' me, I never show it
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| But you’re always getting into my head, dismissin' me
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| I let you do it but you’re doin' it
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| In front of my friends
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| I’m not your doormat, I’m the leader of a kick-you
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| When you’re down on crusade, I’m not a part of that
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| I hear the rumors, goin' round that I’m not that man
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| I’m tired of playin' dumb
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| I’m tired of being pushed around
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| And if you think that I’m goin' soft
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| Here come some hard times
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| I got one mean bone in my body
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| I got one mean bone in my hand
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| You are a parasite, you latched on
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| And now I’m up to my neck in pain
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| All we do is fight, you bitch and moan so much
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| I think I need a hearing aid
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| My love won’t overcome
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| The way you put me down
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| And if you think that I’m goin' soft
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| Here come some hard times
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| I got one mean bone in my body
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| I got one mean bone in my hand |