| All I wanna know why you wanna act like that
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| Cuz he ain’t gonna hit it from the front like this,
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| or hit it from the back like that
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| A real G, that’s what you want
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| Think Ima wait on you to make up your mind?
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| Bet I won’t, Hell naw…
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| All I wanna know why you wanna act like that
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| Cuz he ain’t gonna hit it from the front like this,
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| or hit it from the back like that
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| A real G, that’s what you want
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| Think Ima wait on you to feel me?
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| The fuck off my phone…
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| I said don’t go fuckin with that crazy bitch, she will take you to war (I told
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| ya)
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| Ya didn’t listen now she done knocked all the windows out your car (I told ya)
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| But I ain’t the one for that drama baby
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| Protect yourself when you around my baby momma, baby
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| Why you worried bout what them thots said?
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| At the end of the night you in my bed
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| Why you listenin to what them bitches be sayin?
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| You need to listen to what I said,
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| I ain’t tellin you nothin wrong, just tryna take you home
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| Hit the mute button on that attitude woman,
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| I know you want this bone (here it go)
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| All I wanna do is spin ya, spin ya, run up in ya
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| Then its straight to we’ll get some dinner
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| Yeah I heard what you said about me, h, but I forgive ya
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| Cuz when you be actin unplaya baby, I cant even hear ya… (say what)
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| If I didn’t give a damn about ya, you woulda got beat the fuck up
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| When I told you to stop callin my phone,
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| when you want me to beat the pussy the fuck up (for real)
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| Don’t get it twisted cuz I sing a little R&B
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| I’ll murder anybody if they go to war with me (Vandross)
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| Why you always worried about Jus Brittany?
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| Mad at her cuz she be makin me smile, but that don’t mean she fuck with me
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| That’s a bad bitch, but that’s my sister
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| I ain’t never sucked on her titty nipple
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| You the one that been wettin my sheets,
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| Never needed a life jacket to swim in your river
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| I’m use to ya
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| But I ain’t got nothin to prove to ya
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| If you leavin Ima pass your shoes to ya
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| I ain’t trippin baby, leave you drippin baby
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| Everyday, you know that’s what I do to ya
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| So unball your forehead there ain’t no reason to be lookin like that
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| Two deep on the beach no beef, just you and an OP
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| Won’t pay your rent (I ain’t gonna do that shit…)
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| Won’t buy your clothes (Hell nah I ain’t gonna do that shit either though…)
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| Won’t even cook your dinner boo (I can’t cook anyway…)
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| I’m just tryna go up under ya skirt, show me that work
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| I’s a playa B… |