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So What (PO Clean Edit) |
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Field Mob Ft. Ciara |
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Jazzy Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJ's |
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here we go |
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They say |
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He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard |
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He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say |
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He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard |
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He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug |
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so what, so what, so what, so what |
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And they say |
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I'm a slut, I'm a ho, I'm a freak |
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I got a different girl everyday of the week |
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You too smart you'd be a dummy to believe |
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That stuff that you heard that they say about me |
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They say that I'm this, they say that I'm that |
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But all of it's fiction, none of it's fact |
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But you don't be hearin' it about your lover |
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You let it go in one ear and out the other |
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Now he say, she say, they say, I heard |
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If they fake we can't let it get on our nerves |
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She miserable, she just want you to be |
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Like her, misery needs company |
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So don't listen to that vine of grapes, They're |
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Nuthin' but liars hatin', And I bet |
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They wouldn't mind tradin' places |
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With you by my side in my mercedes |
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They say |
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He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard |
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He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say |
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He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard |
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He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug |
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so what, so what, so what, so what |
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Mo Money, Mo problems, life of a legend |
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Haters throw salt like rice at a weddin' |
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So what, that's your cousin, that don't mean nuthin' |
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Her like missin' is a type of affection |
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You get, you just blind to the facts |
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See the lies just as obvious as cries for attention |
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Yield to the blindness to apply your suspicion |
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But listen, say you love me, gotta trust me |
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Why you stress this high school mess? |
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Break up never, they just jealous |
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Drama from your mother, mean mug from your brother |
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I'm that author of the book, they can judge from the cover |
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Yes, I been to jail |
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And yes, I'm grindin for real |
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I'm a positive talkin' negative pimp |
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They hate to see you doin' better than them |
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so |
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They say |
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He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard |
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He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say |
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He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard |
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He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug |
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so what, so what, so what, so what |
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Ladies and Gentlemen, Ciara |
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Some people don't like it |
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Cuz you hang out in the street |
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But you my boyfriend |
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You've always been here for me |
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This love is serious |
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No matter what people think |
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I'm gon be here for ya |
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And I don't care what they say |
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Some people don't like it |
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Cuz you hang out in the street |
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But you my boyfriend |
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You've always been here for me |
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I love the thug in ya |
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No matter what people think |
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I'm gon be here for ya |
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And I dont care what they say |
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They say |
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He do a little this, he do a little that, he always in trouble, and I heard |
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He's nuthin' but a pimp, he's done a lot of chicks, he's always in the club, and they say |
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He think he slick, he's got a lot of chips, he's sellin' them drugs, and I heard |
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He's been locked up, find somebody else, he aint nuthin' but a thug |
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so what, so what, so what, so what |
