| Ladies and gentlemen, and now to the stage
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| Live from New York, here we go
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| You could take, all of your shit and just pack up what you brought
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| Cause there ain’t room anymore, I can’t keep your baggage for sure, (you)
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| You could fake, you’re not in love but we both know that you are
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| But you won’t stay for long, cause I can’t keep your baggage no more, oh oh oh
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| You claim that you don’t know
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| But there’s no doubt about it
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| You never leave home without it oh oh no
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| You’re better off on your own
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| Ain’t no way around it, it’s not the way we found it oh oh no
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| You could be, as bitter as you want
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| About how things are
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| I told you straight from the start, I can’t keep your baggage for sure
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| Uh, yeah
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| Can’t believe, that I would actually
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| Give you what you want oh oh
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| Cause there ain’t room anymore, I can’t keep your baggage no more oh oh oh
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| (Laughs)
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| She high fashioned, low maintenance, no patience, hate waiting
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| Stay in Vegas, hate to bake shit, love debatin she be praying
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| Call me Satan, love to stay in (Booo)
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| Told me get your shit out, then she called her cousin damn I think she put a
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| hit out
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| Wish I had a team, I could probably sell the bitch out
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| Thinking I be dreaming get behind her then I pinch (Ouh)
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| Said girl what happened? | 
| They be kicking flavor in your ear Craig Mackin
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| Too many games like back to back and
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| Sitting in my underpants that’s the captain
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| Morgan endorsing, Love Michael Kors, don’t believe in divorcing,
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| hate doing chores
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| Think I’m Blake Griffin say I’m dunking all the whores
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| I say why you crazy, who done fucked up all your doors?
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| Said you call on top row, tell em he could come get your shit
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| And then I called up your phone, just to tell you I miss you |