| Here we go again, I know all your friends
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| I can tell they want me, but they gone pretend
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| I know I ain’t perfect, that I won’t defend
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| I say they living single, you gone say I’m going in
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| You can be my St. Clair, I’ll be your
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| No offense, I’m noticing, sometimes you go low as them, phone 'em in
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| I say fuck 'em, you can tell 'em that I’m saying that
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| If they know so much 'bout these niggas, where they man at
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| I’m like damn that, get your man back
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| Tell 'em sit down, I can’t stand that
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| Watching Martin got me thinking 'bout yo Pam ass
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| Always blocking, like where yo tan at?
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| Yeah…
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| What did I do, what did I do to them
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| Tell your friends gone with the wind
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| What did I do, what did I do to them
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| Yeah…
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| Love you for life
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| What did I do, what did I do
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| Know that they be hating
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| Girl you would know
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| What did I do, what did I do
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| Hanging with your guys, that’s why I’m always put off 'til you’re done and that
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| ain’t no fair
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| Boy you got some fuckin' nerve, boy you got some fuckin' nerve
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| Cause you’re mine but you’re barely around
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| Do your guys come before me now
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| If I’m queen then why do you play
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| Even that’s what they say
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| But how can you blame them
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| I’m tryna spend some quiet time, but 2k's all that’s on your mind
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| Said your childish ass ain’t gone ever love me
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| What did I do, what did I do to you…
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| For you to be this petty
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| Remember how you left me
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| (Sy Ari: What did I do, what did I do to them)
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| It just seems like you neglect me
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| The only time you’re here is when we’re sex-sex-ing
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| Love you for life
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| (Tink: Yeah, right!)
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| What did I do, what did I do
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| Know that they be hating
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| Girl you would know
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| What did I do, what did I do
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| They not true as us
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| I keep it true enough
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| That’s why they keep they eye on you because… they not really used to love
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| That’s why they always at that newest club
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| They do the most, but they ain’t doing much
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| Hypocrite!
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| Wasn’t you just at the strip club
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| You and all your single friends throwing dubs, rolling blunts
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| Guess they ain’t much different from my friends
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| So tell me what’s your beef with them
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| You know me
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| You showed me true colors
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| You owe me
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| And I’ll slide through on y’all crew like skrt
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| And I got you, but they not cool… to me
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| What did I do, what did I do to them
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| Tell your friends gone with the wind
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| What did I do, what did I do to them
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| Yeah |