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Oh, Bobby, why do you treat me so bad? |
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You know I love you |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so shady |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that |
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I was yo' baby |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so crazy |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that you were my baby |
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Girl, you can't trick me nor can you stick me |
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You try to play slickly, said you strictly dickly |
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But you and your friends, you play the licky licky |
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I figured it out when |
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I caught that hickey |
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Between yo' legs with yo' chocolate slippy |
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Now Bob busy, gotta taught you like |
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FrisbeeOut the window, off and away you go |
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Ain't got no time and no love for hoes, fuck |
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How many project sluts wanna nut or get touched? |
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And ramped up in the back of my truck |
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Or to eat the |
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Benz up when yo' girlfriend would |
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Have her knees to her ears so |
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I can slip in good |
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Bobby now walk the block with black hoody hat |
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Dog on the prowl upon to snatch the little putty cat |
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Red Red Riding |
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Hood and I'm the |
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Big Woof'Bout to puff off these pistols like |
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I'm George |
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BushAnd push, push through your power |
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UGoosh, goosh explode my load |
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Have it running down your toosh, toosh |
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Now you speaking the round like a crook, crook |
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Trying to look inside my phone book, book' |
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Bout to loose it all, girl, you shook, shook |
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It ain't my fault that your love got jooks, jooks |
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It ain't my fault that your love got jooks, jooks |
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It ain't my fault that your love got jooks |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so shady |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that |
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I was yo' baby |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so crazy |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that you were my, baby |
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C'mon man, save it, go ahead with that, boo |
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Oh, you take me for a fool, |
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I shit my sister for you |
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Claim on sneaking, sleeping, creeping, cheating, you bugging, yo |
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Listening to yo' cousin now because she a lonely hoe |
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Siffle fickle minded dizzy trying to insult |
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INow you wanna go and turn around and to ask why |
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Peace be out bounce, spread yo' wings fly |
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Me loud, c'mon, how? |
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That ain't |
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God's style |
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C'mon man, you don't know me by now? |
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Three years in, |
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I should've messed around but somehow |
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I kept it real, girl, |
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I was ya nigga until |
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Ya switched the whole current and if that's how you feel |
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Be out, be out, yo, be the fuck out |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so shady |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that |
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I was yo' baby |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so crazy |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that you were my, baby |
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Oh, Bobby, why do you treat me so bad? |
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You know I love you |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so shady |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that |
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I was yo' baby |
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But why do some it wasn't me? |
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But why do some in front of me? |
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Oh, baby, baby, you was acting so crazy |
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I thought that you were sticking me |
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Another girl, you're tricking me |
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I gotta go 'cause |
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I thought that you were my, baby |
