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[8 Yeah.. What'chu talkin 'bout, what'chu you doin? Why you out, where you think you goin? You actin like you didn't, you knew I was doin 3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew I was goin Straight to my spot, a in the city Stopped and picked up pretty on the freeway suckin titties You in the bed sleepin, I said I was workin You smile you see me but inside you was hurtin The cars and the clothes, that you asked me I was takin of you, I thought that you was happy Out of town, 'round, all-star, Superbowl A-T-L, Magic City, tippin big hoes Panties on the back seat, I know whose shit that is Condoms and phone numbers, I don't whose shit that is F'real, you when I realized that I was wrong When I wrote the words to song
unnamed singer] Just tell me why baby, did I ever did I did I ever let you go baby Cause I you cause I love you cause I really love you so baby Baby, woo - it's the very last time that I'll let you I won't make the mistakes again
Yeah, since way back I was a mag-a-net for women And up in the city where they exercise their pimpin I fight temptation daily, I could be in chillin With somethin young, eager talent, they ready and I get a lot of phone numbers but don't call 'em I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out here ballin I know you me, laid up with these other women Most of the time I'm not, I get 'em Who was woman lookin at me up in Wal*Mart in the sexual fantasy, her drawers hot But back to the subject, the I really loved it Mental, emotional, put nothin above it But every unturned stone you had to it 'em over, look what you found, now you disgusted But before I leave, me in my eye cry, never lie..
[8 You and me, full of that, sticky weed and You like how I lick it then, put the dick up in back There you go, talkin 'bout, you know, who done said that they saw me some-where with one of yo' friends Did you see me do it NO, do you know that shit fo' Who you gon' believe me, or them ol' hoes Daaaamn, I think of all the I put you through This a lonely game and, I be missin you
I got a of gas to burn up, turn up the radio Baby hit your girls, go tell 'em get ready to go We headed fo', somewhere, in and very low key No interruptions, no cell phones, no Just you and me, sippin up on some sure that we finish the whole, cup to the end it be meant to be between us and even though you saw the in my Beamer..
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