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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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[Verse 1: Fantasia] |
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Really gon' make me |
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Expose you for exactly what you are, you are |
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And I'm feeling a little wavy |
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So right now I don't mind pulling your card, yeah |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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[Pre-chorus: Fantasia (Kelly)] |
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And as hard as you try |
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To hide reality, why |
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We know the truth |
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(So act brand new if you want to) |
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[Chorus] |
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But what would you be without me? |
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Where would you be without me? |
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So what you blowing up just a little |
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They knowing you a little |
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Don't give a finger in the middle |
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Cause little nigga you will never be without me |
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Where would you be without me? |
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So what you blowing up just a little |
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They knowing you a little |
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Don't give a finger in the middle |
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Cause little nigga you will never be |
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Oh na na, oh na |
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Oh na na, oh na |
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Oh na na, oh na |
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Oh na na, oh na |
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[Verse 2: Kelly Rowland] |
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You tell 'em that you make big moves |
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But tell 'em what you really do |
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Do you really wanna play this game |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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(Fake shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) |
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You should tell 'em what you really like |
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Tell 'em you ain't bought that life |
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I've put you on, I let you shine |
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Now you so fly... shit blows my mind |
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Oh, oh |
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[Pre-chorus: Fantasia (Kelly)] |
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And as hard as you try |
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To hide reality, why |
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We know the truth |
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(So act brand new if you want to) |
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[Chorus] |
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But what would you be without me? |
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Where would you be without me? |
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So what you blowing up just a little |
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They knowing you a little |
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Don't give a finger in the middle |
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Cause little nigga you will never be without me |
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Where would you be without me? |
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So what you blowing up just a little |
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They knowing you a little |
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Don't give a finger in the middle |
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Cause little nigga you will never be |
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[Verse 3: Missy Elliot] |
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Boy you think I'm stupid? |
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What you think I'm clueless? |
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You keep chasing them girls |
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Boy you get the deuces |
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I'm sick of your excuses |
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Without me how can you do it? |
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Do bad about myself |
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Nigga your dick useless |
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Dude I don't need your sex (your sex) |
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I'm moving to the next (the next) |
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You frontin' man, you stuntin' man |
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You're worser than my ex |
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Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha |
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You think that shit funny? |
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We know the truth boy, keep it one hundred |
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[Pre-chorus: Fantasia (Kelly)] |
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And as hard as you try |
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To hide reality, why |
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We know the truth |
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(So act brand new if you want to) |
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[Chorus] |
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But what would you be without me? |
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Where would you be without me? |
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So what you blowing up just a little |
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They knowing you a little |
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Don't give a finger in the middle |
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Cause little nigga you will never be without me |
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Where would you be without me? |
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So what you blowing up just a little |
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They knowing you a little |
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Don't give a finger in the middle |
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Cause little nigga you will never be |
