| You ain’t never really love me did you
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| God forbid you ever need a lung for something cause I ain’t gon give you
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| The reason I had to quit you
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| Cause I rather do that than hit you
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| And have your eye all black and blizzle
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| You ain’t too pretty for that for shizzle
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| I rather chat with you and tell you why I’m never coming back to get you
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| No longer is the love there nope
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| No longer do I care if your hair dope
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| No longer will I act to be happy
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| Knowing good and well I’m just holding on to mere hope
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| You fuck me up girlfriend I hope you know that
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| See me I just ain’t the type of motherfucker to show that
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| I know that life without you might be so wack
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| At home getting tore back fucking with the mofat
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| Listening to Bobby Womack
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| If you think you lonely now, wait until tonight and you gon know that
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| I’m a lose her
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| Look love before you get the chance to intervene
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| Stop leaving messages on my answering machine
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| I don’t wanna be talked to, don’t wanna be seen
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| Grown ass woman still acting fifteen
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| What you missing the kissing and missing every position the huggin
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| Making love in the sunk in tubbing
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| The back and the neck rubbing
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| Or was it my lack of respect for your ex husband
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| And now you want to get back for what just to see me naked again
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| So you can take my heart reshape it and break it again
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| I ain’t got nothing to say to your friends
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| As soon as they come around that’s when all the damn hating begin
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| I’m sick and tired of fake and pretend
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| I figure that it was time to bring this relationship to a end
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| Now on the blockbuster nights we was snugged in the den
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| I’m out guzzling gin in the club with a hen
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| Now who’s the loser |