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zuò qǔ : Burruss, Edwards |
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I' m feeling this brother like, um |
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Like a big fat person likes their tums |
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Like hot Krispy |
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Kremes everybody wants some |
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Like Sisqo is feeling girls in thongs |
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I' ve been feeling this brother like, ah |
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Like a, like a ghetto brother likes a stack of |
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Money in his pocket when it' s nice and fatter |
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How he gets, oh, it just don' t matter |
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He' s got me so high |
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I don' t know why, |
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I don' t know why |
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He' s always on my mind |
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You said to let go and |
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I triedBut |
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I can' t let him go, he' s so fine |
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He' s got me so wide, open inside |
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You keep on saying he has me so blind |
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You said it' s not love but you lying' |
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Cuz I have to have him in my life |
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Hey Kandi, he ain' t doing a thing for you |
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You knowing that his love ain' t true |
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I know that the hell you should do |
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You need to cut your love off |
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And show your man who' s the boss |
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So, next time he piss you off |
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Let him go ' cuz it' s not your loss |
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I' m feeling this brother like a rat does cheese |
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He' s filling my needs. |
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I know you don' t believe |
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But every time |
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I see him |
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I screamSo back up ' cuz he and |
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I are ding big things |
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I' ve been feeling this brother like |
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I love my checks |
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Him and my dough are about neck and neck |
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Hold up you know that |
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I' m joking |
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To choose him over money |
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I would have to be smoking |
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He' s got me so high |
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I don' t know why |
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I don' t know why |
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He' s always on my mind |
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You said to let go and |
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I triedBut |
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I can' t let him go, he' s so fine |
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He' s got me so wide, open inside |
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You keep on saying he has me so blind |
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You said it' s not love but you lying' |
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Cuz I have to have him in my life |
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Hey Kandi, he ain' t doing a thing for you |
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You knowing that his love ain' t true |
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I know that the hell you should do |
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You need to cut your love off |
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And show your man who' s the boss |
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So, next time he piss you off |
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Let him go ' cuz it' s not your loss |
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Hey Kandi, he ain' t doing a thing for you |
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You knowing that his love ain' t true |
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I know that the hell you should do |
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You need to cut your love off |
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And show your man who' s the boss |
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So, next time he piss you off |
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Let him go ' cuz it' s not your loss |
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Kandi, does he cook you food? |
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No, but he manages |
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To hook up some mean peanut butter and jelly sandwiches |
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Well, does he clean the house? |
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You dreamin' now |
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I got a maid but that' s not what this thing' s about |
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Well, does he give you mad dough? |
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NoHe' s that poor? |
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Hold up, watch your mouth before you get rolled up |
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He' s my man, |
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I' ll be damned if you play him soft |
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Matter of fact, just hang up before you tick me off |
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Hey Kandi, he ain' t doing a thing for you |
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You knowing that his love ain' t true |
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I know that the hell you should do |
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You need to cut your love off |
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And show your man who' s the boss |
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So, next time he piss you off |
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Let him go ' cuz it' s not your loss |