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Listen here |
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Oh girl, every time |
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I turn around, you got a quiz |
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Where you at, where you goin', where you've been? |
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Well, I guess that you've been talkin' to your friends |
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Here we go again |
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Somebody said, somebody saw me droppin' shorty at the curb |
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She had low rise jeans and some curves |
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I swear to |
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God it wasn't me, that's my word |
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I don't care what they say |
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I'm not the only one with a cranapple |
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BenzDrop top sittin' on, on 24 inch rims |
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I was a player, we all know this is true |
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Now that we're together, boo, |
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I ain't crushing no one but you |
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Every time |
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I go, you start to trip |
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Thinking I'll be with some other chick |
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Worryin' about things that don't exist |
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Girl, it ain't like that, girl, it ain't like that |
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I used to have a black book that's for sure |
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But I don't call them numbers anymore' |
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Cause I'm your man, baby, you should know |
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Girl, it ain't like that, it ain't like that |
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Think about it, when you met me, girl |
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You know my game was tight |
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Had my choice of any woman that |
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I likedThen |
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I met somebody special in my life |
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Till I saw you, baby |
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Told you then, "Better be carefulWhat you're hearin' from your friends" |
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That they're tryin' to come between us in the end' |
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Cause I chose to be with you, not one of them |
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That's what it is, baby |
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I'm not the only one in a cranapple |
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BenzDrop top sittin' on, on 24 inch rims |
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I was a player, everybody knows this is true |
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Now that we're together boo, |
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I ain't crushing no one but you |
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Every time |
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I go, you start to trip |
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Thinking I'll be with some other chick |
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Worryin' about things that don't exist |
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Girl, it ain't like that, girl, it ain't like that |
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I used to have a black book that's for sure |
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But I don't call them numbers anymore' |
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Cause I'm your man, baby, you should know |
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Girl, it ain't like that |
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I'm hopin' |
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I can run off the grind, you're the one |
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And look, girl, you got all my time, you're the one |
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I choose to have my baby, wanna make my lady |
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Even though you're driving me crazy |
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You're the one, whose name is on my bank account |
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The only one who spends my cash in large amounts |
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So check out your finger, girl, look how it's blingin', girl |
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Don't believe the things you've heard |
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Every time |
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I go, you start to trip |
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Thinking I be with some other chick |
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Worryin' about things that don't exist |
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Girl, it ain't like that |
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I used to have a black book that's for sure |
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But I don't call them numbers anymore' |
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Cause I'm your man, baby, you should know |
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Girl, it ain't like that |
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Every time |
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I go, you start to trip |
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Thinking I be with some other chick |
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Worryin' about things that don't exist |
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Girl, it ain't like that |
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I used to have a black book that's for sure |
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But I don't call them numbers anymore' |
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Cause I'm your man, baby, you should know |
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Girl, it ain't like that |
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It ain't, it ain't like that, no |
