| Loving so sweet, no beef, just us two…
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| Tell me what you know about, tell me what you know about (love through any
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| weather;)
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| Fuss, fight, put you out, take you back, 'cause, baby, it’s a
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| (Ghetto love affair, ghetto love affair, ghetto love affair…)
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| Tell me what you know about your man huggin' blocks
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| All night, when he should be home huggin' you
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| Ooh… (Tell me if you know about a hustle can do)
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| To true love…
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| Tell me what you know about breaking up and getting back together…
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| Tell me what you know about, what you know about love… (Love…)
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| Ooh, cat daddy…
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| (But when the money and the fame came)
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| Oh, could it really ever change?
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| All you wanna do is grind—why can’t we spend a little time?
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| (You're unfaithful with my lovin')
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| Ooh, and this money don’t mean nothin'
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| We keep going round and round, and baby, it’s a
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| (Ghetto love affair, ghetto love affair, ghetto love affair…)
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| Tell me what you know about your man giving gifts
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| To compensate for all his shit! |
| Ooh…
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| (Tell me if you what a hustle can do…)
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| I’m telling you… ooh, you’ll never find…
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| Tell me what you know about breaking up and getting back together…
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| Tell me what you know about, what you know about love… (Love…)
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| You doing some mean frontin';
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| When I give you a token of my appreciation now, it don’t mean nothin'
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| Can’t call it hateful, it’s ungrateful
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| Ma, I put you on the map, molded and shaped you
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| You supposed to thug it out, instead, you buggin' out
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| If that’s what love’s about, I ain’t with that
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| If I ain’t wanna be with you, I woulda just hit that
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| And never called back, that’s my word, don’t forget that
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| I had big plans for better places, better times
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| But you keep tellin' me what I’ll never find
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| You know what? |
| Nevermind
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| And it’s always your fault, it’s never mines, pick a better line
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| 'Cause I don’t know nothin' 'bout us breakin' up, gettin' back together again
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| Boo, never again
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| Maybe I shouldn’t say never
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| But in due time, I may find something better…
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| Tell me what you know about breaking up and getting back together…
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| Tell me what you know about, what you know about love… (Love…)
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| (Oh, said you’ll never find, you w-will never find)
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| Tell me what you know about breaking up and getting back together…
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| (Another woman like me, baby, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…)
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| You’ll never find a better woman or a bigger fool
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| (No, no, no…)
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| Tell me what you know about, what you know about love… (Love…) |