| Look
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| I talk with passion now
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| And I ain’t to fond of words I need yo actions now
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| And If we in it it’s forever ain’t no backing out
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| Southern hospitality booking one ways to the south
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| Uhh
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| Damn I love the south
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| Look
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| You wanna party drink Bacardi and
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| Twerkin' to some Cardi and
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| Love it when you make it clap like you don’t need no audience
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| Say You ain’t got a lotta friends
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| So I can’t even plug my mans
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| Ain’t afraid of commitment but forever seem like it always end
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| I was goin thru some thangs
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| I was mentally so drained
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| Everybody wants yo pleasure
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| But nobody really wants yo pain
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| Wondering when you gon change
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| If you done playin games
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| Say I’m the realest you had met
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| But you still dealin wit those lames
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| You took a trip to the yams
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| In a spaceship now to Bankhead
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| You ain’t want a 9−5
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| You pole dancing on yo day shift
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| I think I was just talkin shit
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| Sumn like yo lace stiff
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| Girl you know I be playin
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| But damn why yo lace stiff
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| Nah
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| But let’s just run it back
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| You know you did me wrong
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| But Some how you still seem attached
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| I miss it when you arch yo back
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| Petty goin tit for tat
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| Love it when it’s doggy style
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| And that face you make while you throw it back
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| Look
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| While you throw it back
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| It’s that face you make girl when you throw it back
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| Say you ain’t got a lotta friends
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| The way you make it clap like you ain’t got no audience
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| I want a love I ain’t gotta question
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| One that ain’t gon make me feel neglected
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| So many flaws but we still make eachother feel respected
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| Dwelling on the past so it’s hard for me to accept it
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| Dwelling on the past so it’s hard for me to accept it
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| I want a love I ain’t gotta question
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| One that ain’t gon make me feel neglected
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| So many flaws but we still make eachother feel respected
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| Dwelling on the past so it’s hard for me to accept it
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| Dwelling on the past so it’s hard for me to accept it
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| Miss it when you arch yo back
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| Petty goin tit for tat
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| Love it when it’s doggy style
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| And that face you make while you throw it back
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| Love it when it’s doggy style
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| And that face you make while you throw it back
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| Look
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| While you throw it back
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| It’s that face you make girl
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| When you throw it back
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| Said you ain’t got a lotta friends
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| The way you make it clap like you ain’t got no audience
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| Audience
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| Audience
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| Audience |