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Don't be mad if yo girl wants to leave with me |
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It's not my fault yo girl is really feelin' me |
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I didn't even know she had a man |
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She said she didn't have a man |
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She said she didn't want a man |
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So don't hate me |
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[Q] |
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It's a shame, but this game baby |
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I got it in me, ain't no lame when it comes to women |
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I'm all up in 'em |
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Sing a song, take 'em home, make 'em moan, then I'm gone |
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It's really just a game to me |
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It's a role I shouldn't have to play |
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I see the same things everyday |
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Do her wrong she's gonna play |
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I guess that's why she's callin' me - callin' me |
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If she's yo girl she wasn't yesterday - yesterday - yesterday |
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Don't be mad |
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[Hook] |
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[Slim] |
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How in the hell do you have the audacity |
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Runnin' up on me tryin' to talk to me |
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Checkin' me |
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When you need to be checkin' yourself clown |
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Keepin' yo girl from schoolin' around |
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You call yourself a playa tell me how that sound |
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When yo girl is feignin' for me and she wanna be down |
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It's a rule I shouldn't have to play |
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I see the same things everyday |
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Do her wrong she's gonna play |
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I guess that's why she's callin' me - callin' me |
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If she's yo girl she wasn't yesterday - yesterday - yesterday |
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You can't be mad |
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[Hook] |
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[Twista] |
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Girl never seen a dude this down and dirty |
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Thuggin' but he thought handle business but he not |
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Plenty women always wanna hold him just cause he rollin' |
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Claimin' they ain't got no job |
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But petty niggaz they be comin' at you bogus while you clubbin' |
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Try to take you for the women that be fuckin' |
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Talk about how he always huggin' |
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Hope I don't have to hit him with the chrome oven |
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But just because a playa steady ballin' people steady talkin' |
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He say she say get you ? |
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I saw yo girl talkin' |
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But to 112 and Twista walkin' to the truck bout to get ? |
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No snoozin' |
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All the bitches be in big ballin' confusion |
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Niggaz trippin' off the ladies they be losin' |
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Pardon my intrusion |
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That chick about to have you cruisin' for a bruisin' |
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Cause there's rules in this game |
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Playa don't check the pimp, go and check yo hoe |
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Give her that good third in a flip flop colored Excursion |
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For a hit of that blow |
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Don't try to calm lil' momma down, you know them freak bitches be |
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Don't get done in like Pretty Tone cause yo kitty gone |
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Yo chick just chose me |
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You ain't cut like comedians tailors |
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You ain't one of them get higher than helium playaz |
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Or three tone chameleon gators |
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You can't never spit fire on no CD and fade us |
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Lame, greedy instigators |
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Can't see how you mad just cause she date me |
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I could never let a girl make me |
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There's plenty women out here dog so don't hate me |
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[Hook 2x's] |
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