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Nappy Boy |
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See I got know you got a man ma |
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But understand he can't do you like I can ma |
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And all I'm saying is just give the boy a chance ma |
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To lay you down I'll have you screaming like a fan ma |
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And yeah, the plan is not to treat you like ho |
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But your man ain't gotta know |
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'Cause when it's summer time I can take you to where snow |
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And when it's winter time I can take you to where it shine |
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So why settle for ripple when you could be having wine? |
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I ain't tryna be rude, yeah I know you got a dude |
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But he ain't gotta know me |
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See we can kick in the states or switch countries to play it safe |
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'Cause he ain't gotta know about me |
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See I can come and put it down when your ain't around |
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He ain't gotta he ain't gotta he ain't gotta know about me |
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Nah we ain't the same, I ain't saying he a lame |
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He ain't gotta know about me |
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See you ain't gotta leave him |
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I be that that you call when you need 'em |
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Yup, and I be there for you when he start to switch on you |
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Play my role from the sideline like a bench warmer |
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So sub me in |
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I ain't your man but we can just pretend |
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Hit the mall girl, I got enough to spend |
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And you can go home to him, I ain't hating him |
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'Cause see you just my little secret like Exscape and them |
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He can be your man |
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I'm gon' be the one to take you out for dinner for two |
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And girl I understand if he start acting up |
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Then I'll be there to comfort you |
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Shorty you know what it is |
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I can spend the night but I gotta be gone by the morning |
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You ain't gotta talk to me, ain't gotta see |
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I'm every now and then like an old friend |
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I ain't tryna be rude, yeah I know you gotta dude |
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But he ain't gotta know me |
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See we can kick in the states or switch countries to play it safe |
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'Cause he ain't gotta know about me |
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See I can come and put it down when you're ain't around |
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He ain't gotta, he ain't gotta, he ain't gotta know about me |
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Nah we ain't the same, I ain't saying he a lame |
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He ain't gotta know about me |
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Baby, he ain't gotta know about the necklace |
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Or waking up early to that Four Seasons breakfast |
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'Cause that'll screw it up like the homies down in Texas |
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And tell the truth I ain't the one he tryna mess with |
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So keep it on the down low or whatever you call it |
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Before the greatest sex have me trapped in the closet, nah |
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And like I said before girl look I'm not a hater so if you're in |
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We can kick it like a soccer player |
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I can be your friend |
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And let me be the one to take you out to dinner for two |
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And girl I understand |
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And I'll go right up out the back |
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Ain't gotta worry 'bout him catching you |
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Shorty you know what it is |
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That's if I spend the night |
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But I gotta be gone by the morning |
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But every time you talk to me you wanna see me |
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I'm every now and then like an old friend |
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I ain't tryna be rude, yeah I know you gotta dude |
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But he ain't gotta know me |
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See we can kick in the states or switch countries to play it safe |
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'Cause he ain't gotta know about me |
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See I can come and put it down when you're ain't around |
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He ain't gotta he ain't gotta he ain't gotta know about me |
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Nah we ain't the same, I ain't saying he a lame |
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He ain't gotta know about me |
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I'm saying lil mama |
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He ain't gotta know about nothing we do |
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You know what I'm saying |
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He ain't gotta know about the G5 trip |
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He ain't gotta know about the splurge on the black card |
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Up in Louis Vuitton and Gucci all that |
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He ain't gotta know nothing 'bout that |
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None of that shit know what I'm saying |
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I'm saying look, I'm like a cold, I come and I go |