| You pillow talk to me about the men who try to get in between us
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| They buy you bags and jewelry, yeah
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| They think your kindness is so weak
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| Know you don't give it up so easy, baby
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| But you just wanted my attention
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| You just wanted my affection
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| You got me tattooed on your mind
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| You just want me all the time
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| We'll figure out our shit and find a way (Oh, yeah)
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| When you say that you need space, I give you space (You space)
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| Girl, when you're ready, you know where I stay
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| When it comes to all these hoes, I'll never chase
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| But this world is such a, such an evil place
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| Man, these hoes will always find a way
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| 'Cause when I'm on the liquor, I go crazy
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| And for that pussy, you know I'm a slave, yeah
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| Well this place is never what it seems
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| Take me out, LA
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| Take me out of LA
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| This place will be the end of me
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| Take me out, LA
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| Take me out of LA, yeah
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| Yeah
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| I'm in the Spyder Porsche cruisin' down the street
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| Black on black venom colored seats
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| Keanu Reeves, the way a nigga speed
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| Diamond cross hangin' off of me
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| I'm fighting for my soul, Constantine
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| And it's slowly burning, it was never cheap
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| If you see what I seen, you wouldn't sleep
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| I can't sleep
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| 'Cause I got everything I wanted
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| Got the money, got the cars, got the ceiling with the stars
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| Got everything I wanted
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| But I'd be nothing without you
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| Gave you everything you wanted
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| Gave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine
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| Gave you everything you wanted
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| But none of that matters to you, oh-oh
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| This place (This place) is never what it seems
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| Take me out, LA
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| Take me out of LA
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| (Oh, out of it, woah-oh) This place will be the end of me
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| Take me out, LA
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| Take me out of LA, yeah
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| Woah, no, oh, no, no
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| No, no, no, no, no, ooh-woah
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| Oh-ah, no, no, no, no, woah-woah
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| Oh, no, oh
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| Hold up
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| She pulled up to the studio
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| Nobody's watching
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| She closed the door and then she locked it
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| For me, for me
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| We had sex in the studio
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| Nobody walked in
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| I cut my verse and then she popped it
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| For me, for me
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| LA girls all look the same
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| I can't recognize
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| The same work done on their face
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| I don't criticize
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| She a coldhearted bitch with no shame
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| But her throat too fire
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| She got Chrome Hearts hangin' from her neck
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| And them shits going wild
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| When she ride, she hold tight
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| She gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine
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| She's all mine for the night
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| She's all mine until he calls her line
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| She pulled up to the studio
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| Nobody's watching
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| She closed the door and then she locked it
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| For me, for me
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| We had sex in the studio
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| Nobody walked in
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| I cut my verse and then she popped it
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| For me, for me
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh |