| What’s the opposite of satisfaction? |
| You never had it
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| A sex addict there when you needed it
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| Now you’re too distracted by the little things
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| Cars, rings, none of it matters
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| Presidential suites in Nevada, you was too ecstatic
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| Time ticking, it was 24 karat
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| Mrs. HotHeaded don’t listen but the head was terrific
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| Had a vision, you bought it, couldn’t wait til you saw it
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| Swear you had it all and you already lost it all and you know it
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| Know I did it, I’m ridin round with my new b*tch
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| I’m poppin bottles and shoppin and flyin private to Maui
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| Livin life, no excuses, don’t give two f*cks about you
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| You seen my girl' a*s lately? |
| Now watch me f*ck her crazy
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| Tell me when to stop
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| You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Girl if I start to get carried away
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| Tell me when to stop
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| I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down
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| Baby you can get it
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| She said I could take control of her body
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| But it’s only for the weekend
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| Said I’mma let you do you
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| Oh yea, I’mma do you
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| Til she boom boom boom
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| I’m like a rabbit in her rib cage
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| Roll my weed darling
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| Just like it’s her birthday
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| I’m tippin… and sippin
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| Smokers come with that Ace of Spades
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| I’m faded, sippin and leanin
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| I’m faded, sippin and leanin
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| Smokers come with that Ace of Spades
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| I’m faded, sippin and leanin
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| I’mma f*ck you like I’m in a bad mood, baby
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| Tell me when to stop
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| You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Girl if I start to get carried away
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| Tell me when to stop
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| I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down
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| Baby you can get it
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Long hair, red lipstick
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| Lips burned from that cigarette
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| Versace heels and them latex
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| Neck collar, that that’s a fact
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| I f*ck wit you cuz it makes sense
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| We don’t fight but this make up sex
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| Less is more but you more or less
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| Got the top down in my Corvette, yea
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| Red from the summer
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| Must’ve made a wrong turn, checked in a motel just to have sex
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| Like strangers f*ckin out of anger
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| Putting on handcuffs, now a ni*ga chained up
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| Til the maid come clean up
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| Broken mirrors so you know that’s bad luck
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| Lost my wallet, so would you hurry up?
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| Pack up, flee the scene, seen a chef just pull up
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| Shots of tequila, let’s get freaky, lookin for a reason
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| By the look in yo eyes you don’t gotta say much
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| I can tell that you need it
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| And you need it just as much as I needed you
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| Learn on streets, I pull work for two
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| Yo home girl wanna see if it’s true
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| So just
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| Tell me when to stop
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| You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Girl if I start to get carried away
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| Tell me when to stop
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| I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down
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| Baby you can get it
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| You know I ain’t gon hurt you baby
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Girl if I start to get carried away
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| Tell me when to stop
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| I’mma li-li-li-lick it and go down
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| Baby you can get it
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop
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| Tell me when to stop |