| Yo, you so astonishing
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| You reminding me of my mom again, yeah
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| I don’t care 'bout your followers
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| Don’t go asking me what’s my sign again
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| Yeah, yeah, ayy
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| Talking my pride again
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| You too fine to be anonymous, yeah
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| Girl, you ain’t gotta sin
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| And you shouldn’t have to ask for a compliment
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| Yeah, ayy
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| Lil mama, fuck with me
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| And tell all your imperfections to come with me
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| Yeah, girl, don’t try to hit me with «what are we»
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| You say you hungry but never know what you wanna eat
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| Huh, what do you want, my love?
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| Can’t let you play that backseat, get in the front, my love
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| On some cliche, nothing new under the sun, my love
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| Girl, I’m inspired, you on fire
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| Yeah, you the one I want, you the one I want
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| I’m so biased, you amazing
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| Yeah, you the one I want, you the one I want
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| I’m so biased, you amazing
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| Fuck your friends, they nosey
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| When it’s gon' in, they gon' know me
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| They biased, yeah
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| They gossip and tell, we on wires, ayy
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| And you know they it, I don’t like it
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| You used to them niggas that cheat and they lying
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| That’s fuel for they fire, that is not who I am
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| They sleeping and tired
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| They rather see you posting pictures of a nigga that won’t ever post a picture
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| of you
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| Yeah, of you, you
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| Yeah, you the one I want, you the one I want
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| I’m so biased, you amazing
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| Yeah, you the one I want, you the one I want
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| I’m so biased, you amazing
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| Biased
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| We so biased
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| Money can’t buy us love, love, love
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| We so biased, yeah |