| I come wild with the wicked style that I bring
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| Cought up like a drug deep in my thug stream
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| She says she wants to get it on like a sex machine
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| But hold on 'cause its my eyes that I can’t believe
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| And you waste my time with all your lies
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| I’m denied 'cause it ain’t my fault
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| 'Cause I’m losing control
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| Hey I’ve heard it all before
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| Before this war
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| Its hard to believe this truth you speak
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| Hey you’ve headed out the door
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| Before I said walk away
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| Another verse that I put my words in
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| Rehearse tight beats with the groove that you thirst for
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| All wrapped up on that leash you got me hanging from
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| But its still my songs that you uh huh
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| And you waste my time with all your lies
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| I’m denied 'cause it ain’t my fault
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| 'Cause I’m losing control
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| Hey I’ve heard it all before
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| Before this war its hard to believe this truth you speak
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| Hey you’ve headed out the door before I said walk away
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| Hey I’ve heard it all before
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| Before this war
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| Its hard to believe this truth you speak
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| Hey you’ve headed out the door before I said walk away |