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[Intro] |
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This love shit's crazy (Ain't it?) For real |
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[Chorus] |
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Girl, you know I must love you |
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Look at all the things you put me through |
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I know I do things too |
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La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
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I don't know what to do |
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Sometimes I get so confused |
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Should I leave and find someone new? |
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La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
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[Verse One] |
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Sometimes you make me feel like a king |
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Everytime I turn around my baby's buyin me things |
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Rockport boots, leather coats, hats, and jeans |
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At this rate she's sure to get a ring |
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(But go!) Sometimes you make me feel real low |
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Bickerin' about the groupies and the hoes I know |
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Smilin' in my face at each and every show I throw |
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Do you propose I go? I don't know |
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(But stay!) 'Cause when I think that this won't last |
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I reminisce on how you helped me through shit in the past |
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And all of a sudden things don't seem so bad |
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And I'm back gettin' the ass (they ain't stupid) |
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You should go, we beef, you say it's all my fault |
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Like I'm the one responsible for every time we fought |
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But when I'm packing up my shit you say we need to talk |
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Now should I stay or walk? |
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(I can't help you on this one, man) |
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[Chorus] |
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Girl, you know I must love you |
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Look at all the things you put me through |
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I know I do things too |
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La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
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I don't know what to do |
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Sometimes I get so confused |
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Should I leave and find someone new? |
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La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
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[Verse Two] |
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(Stay!) The other night we went to dinner to chill |
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So we could talk about our problems and the way we feel |
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Perfect therapy over a Red Lobster meal |
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Now this is love for real (I like this, do your thing) |
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(Then go!) But then you start trippin' on some waitress shit |
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Like she was too friendly, you couldn't take this shit |
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Playin' me like a nigga used to date the chick |
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She tryin' to make a tip (cut that bullshit out, man) |
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(But stay!) After a drink or two, we chilled out |
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And talked while the waitress brought the meals out |
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We ate like grown-ups and talked it out |
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I even held the door open when I walked you out (uh huh) |
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(But go!) Before I knew it, she pissed again |
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Mad 'cause I got up and slipped a ten |
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She wasn't actin' rude, why you trippin' then? |
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Now you actin' like a bitch again (fuck that shit!) |
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[Chorus] |
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Girl, you know I must love you |
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Look at all the things you put me through |
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I know I do things too |
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La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
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I don't know what to do |
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Sometimes I get so confused |
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Should I leave and find someone new? |
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La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa |
