| I just wanna talk to you
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| Let’s go back, go back to where real love used to be
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| You and me in the sand on the beach
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| Gold ropes, Rolexes and jet skis
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| Exit in Lexus, 470
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| You remember when
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| Through anything, our love will be good
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| And sometimes you would be mad and I’d be sad for you
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| How the fuck can you deal with a nigga like me?
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| Don’t you know in the end I would make it up?
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| And you can tell by the way we make love
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| This ain’t just sex
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| Always like our first time, even in the worst time
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| I break your love, but we always come back
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| Come back and put it together again
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| You, ooh, break my love, ooh
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| But we always come back
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| Come back and put it together again
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| You know how I miss you when you’re gone
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| When you’re gone, alone, sittin' on that throne, ooh
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| And no matter when ain’t nobody home, alone, ooh
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| Sittin' there, chillin' out, waitin' like
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| Really lookin' silly when there ain’t nobody callin' on the phone
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| «Hello?»
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| You always pick the right fights, you pick the right fights
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| But only the make-up parts I like, only the make-up parts I like
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| I break your love, but we always come back
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| Come back and put it together again
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| You, ooh, break my love, ooh
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| But we always come back
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| Come back and put it together again |