| George: Nobody wants to be with someone who loves them
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| Jerry: No, people hate that
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| George: You want to be with somebody that doesn’t like you
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| Jerry: Ideally
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| George: I am never saying 'I love you' again unless they say it first
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| Nigga gotta tell you…
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| In the most endearing manner… that these jawns is for everybody
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| H-town, with J. zooted
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| I’m with J. Harden, I’m coolin'
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| And the way the broads are choosing us
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| I think I’m 'bout to move out Houston
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| Nigga, got that black bottle on me
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| Black-black bottle on me
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| Half the Bs in my suitcase
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| On the brown, I’ll probably OD
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| Cause I’m in H-town and I’m crawlin'
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| My favorite bitch at Dream be stripping around 2
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| She love to say «I fuck with you, thank you for coming through»
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| She gon' get you in your feelings, then get you out of your loot
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| Oh, she don’t love you
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| She don’t
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| She don’t
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| She don’t
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| She don’t love you no more
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| Jerry: Are you confident in the «I love you"return?
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| George: Fifty-fifty
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| Jerry: Cause if you don’t get that return, that’s a pretty big matzoh ball
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| hanging out there
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| George: Aw, I’ve just got to say it once, everybody else gets to say it,
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| why can’t I say it?
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| Elaine: What, you never said it?
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| George: Once, to a dog
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| H-town, what they do, yeah
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| I’m with J. Harden, I’m coolin'
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| And the way the broads are choosing us
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| I think I’m 'bout to move out Houston
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| Nigga, got that Black Bottle on me
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| Black-black bottle on me
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| All the Bs that I brought in here
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| Is on the ground, I know we’ll OD cause
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| I’m out H-town, just coolin'
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| My favorite bitch is ready, said «what did you try and do?»
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| I told her «it's whatever,"she told me «whatever"too
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| She told me it’s a problem, what’s the problem?
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| «the loot»
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| Yeah, she don’t love you
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| She knows that I’ve been rolling up like a motherfucker
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| I’ve been pouring up like a motherfucker
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| Well, I’ve been creeping out like a motherfucker, sleeping out like a
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| motherfucker
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| Friends tell me I’m a motherfucker, they know
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| I’ve been rolling up like a motherfucker
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| They know that I’ve been creeping out like a motherfucker, sleeping out like a
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| motherfucker
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| Friends tell me I’m a motherfucker, yeah you know, you know
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| That body bang, need a body bag
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| Syrup in bottles, be balancing my anxiety, hey
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| I ain’t sipping to fit in with niggas
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| I go to Texas for women, and no Timbaland weather
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| Mademoiselle, every nigga fetish for reals
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| Stay till the morning, my shit be snoring off with that pill
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| What a role model I be
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| I bet I lost respect when you saw me sweating off MD-
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| MA, blame it on the batch, girl, it’s OK
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| Pop one to relax, see, this rap shit is so fake
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| Women so fake, all these niggas so fake
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| So who am I to ask 'bout ass, titties or whole names?
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| Now she giving government and her number away
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| (She don’t) Hey
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| Meaning she wanna do things not for public display
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| (She don’t) Hey
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| I’m off a high and I’m losing my mind, in a daze, yeah
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| (She don’t) Uh
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| So won’t you tell me you love me while I’m stuck on this wave? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The One Time in Houston , by - Wale. Song from the album The Album About Nothing, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп