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Its Get off of my case, get off of my Get your fat Mercedes And outta my life
Its Get outta my face, get my pocket Get off of your ride And get, out of my sight
Its Get off of my case, get off of my Get into your fat And right my life
You walk in, into my world Right into my I to you all that I got You gave to me
And then you pretend, to be my My trust earning When all of this time, turning A in my back and now
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Its Get off of my case, get off of my Get your fat Mercedes And right my life
How does it feel to be down on your Tell me, how does it for ya How does it feel to be down on your Tell me, how it feel for ya
Im chilling with the boys the south Better make a run 'cause you it's gonna go down Im sick of everything you say And by the way did you say that you make a better day
leave real quick 'cause you know me Everything I do, I think It's payback, and all Take a listen to the words of the
Its Get outta my face, get my pocket Get off of your free And get, out of my sight
Its Get off of my case, get off of my Get your fat Mercedes And outta my life
You say sorry now That you feel bad it You it up to me There aint no doubt it
You think Im a fool I was born yesterday Some kinda sucker Theres you can say You motherfucker
Its Get outta my face, get my pocket Get off of your free And get, out of my sight
Its Get off of my case, get off of my Get your fat Mercedes And right my life
How it feel to be down on your knees Tell me, how does it for ya outta my sight
How does it feel to be down on your me, how does it feel for ya Right my life
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