| You believe that I’d just up and forget that shit?
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| I mean at the start, I thought about letting this go
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| Adam and Eve, I know they wish they never did that shit
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| It was still in the garden, but some things we just have to let go
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| Joke’s on me, I gave up all this pussy cat that’s in my lap
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| No looking back, and watched you leave from me
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| But is the joke on me or you? |
| 'Cause that new nigga that you got, he’s not flea
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| He’s not flea (He's not flea)
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| And not only that, he’s not me
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| He’s not me
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| You believe the times I mistaked what your worth is
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| I believe, all I did was try to show you purpose
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| We believe, ooh, we believe
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| If we were to met different times in life, then this shit would’ve been perfect
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| But it’s imperfect, baby
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| And is it worth it, baby?
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| Calling me perfect, baby
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| And then just turning around and bringing me down like I’m worthless, baby
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| And then you got the nerve to snap at me when I bring it up to the surface, baby
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| I mean, the double standard, it get crazy
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| The double standard, it get wild
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| I wanted you to have my fuckin' baby
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| Now I’m standing with this crooked smile
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| Does that other nigga make you smile?
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| Do that other nigga make you crazy?
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| 'Cause these other niggas, they be hating (Yeah, uh)
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| I heard another nigga got your body
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| I heard another nigga got your soul
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| I know another nigga got it sewed up (Uh)
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| It’s only your body, shawty, it be scrollin'
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| Beat the pussy 'til it’s swollen
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| Give a fuck who I o-ffend (Oh)
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| Sippin' Don P, got us open
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| If you’re horny, bust it open
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| Baby, trust me, I’m chosen (Uh)
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| But I don’t stress the odds
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| 'Cause with all the odds against me, I still thought that I was better than we
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| thought
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| And I don’t question God
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| But God, why did you have to give her someone better than me?
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| Knife inside my heart and it keep stabbing
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| Embarrassed of the times that I was bragging
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| Through all the embarrassment, I want you back in, back in, back in
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| Oh, no
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| Uh, look
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| I know I’m toxic
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| You know I’m toxic
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| Your momma know we toxic
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| She insist we stop this
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| But I insist that we hop on a jet, go to the tropics
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| And just switch the topic
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| 'Cause you know all I want is you to see, see
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| 'Cause all I want is you to see a half of me
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| And I know you’ll see |