| As I lay me down to sleep
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| I dreamt this muthafucker saying to me
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| «You gon' cry and you gon' weep»
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| But don’t let that hater get fame from me
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| If he ex, keep him ex’d out
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| (If he ex, keep him ex’d out)
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| You on the come up, cut them strings off
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| (Cut them muthafucking strings off)
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| They shit is weak, they tryna stay the week
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| (This shit is weak, no, you can’t stay the week)
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| You push 'em down, they just go to sleep (Go to sleep)
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| They just go to sleep (Go to sleep, go to)
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| He coming at you, keep your fists up
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| Your pussy wet, but keep your chin up
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| She like a child that you want to slap
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| You push her down, she just take a nap
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| You see in her what you saw in me
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| You being shy, hittah' come between
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| Like water, wavy like the sea
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| Hair like water, wavy like the sea
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| Hair like water, wavy like the sea
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| Hair like water, hittah' we gon' see
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| You never met a girl just like me
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| And I never met a muthafucker that I need
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| Hair like water, wavy like the sea
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| You’ll never meet another girl like me
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| And I never met a muthafucker that I need
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| Hair like water, wavy like the sea |