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I see, Yeah I see, see, I'm lookin right at you, I eye-contact you |
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You see me, and I'm a beamie, Uh |
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First, I'm sayin Hi, then I'm wavin Bye-bye |
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We get in, we get in |
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Girl. you're so fly, you're so fly |
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[Verse 1:] |
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Yo, these swallows is horny like Charley Parker |
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Be cutting em cause I'm studying these birds like ornithology |
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Follow em when they tweeting, holler instead of speaking |
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Give it a name, she played the wicked games every weekend. |
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Broke up with a dude for almost ending a life, |
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Came over for a closure, ended up spending the night. |
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That cosy in this apartment, wine bottles started popping, |
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Put scratches up on his back, they question him where he got them. |
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Forgot it was her, she threaded him, fingers was like machetes, |
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The ******* was so static, she shaded him like a faddic, |
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Every single chick, shes like enough already, |
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I need to be with someone else, this stuff is so petty |
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She once reacted to things he did in the past, |
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Thinking it was no safe, he couldn't say no to the ask, |
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The heavy so rash, she gave up all her power, |
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He boarded out on the street, nowhere to live, nowhere to shower. |
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How she gonna make it through the night? |
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How shes so accepting all this tension in her life? |
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[Hook:] |
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She always carrying a baby with her, |
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Her spitting image just like looking at her baby pictures. |
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Afraid to say cause she dependent on man for real, |
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How she running these streets but always standing still. |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel, |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel, |
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How she running the streets but still standing still, |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel, |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel. |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Battery in the back, popping up with the cop, |
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Top popular with the acid, the hot attack. |
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*******s whooping the holla out the drama |
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The way she passing the barber shop |
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Only job that's an option McDonalds or TeleMarket. |
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Often her asking together, this ain't the Beatles. |
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She need is a man like she going under needle. |
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She doing so much cotton, it's a wonder she living |
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The money was so seductive, no wonder she ain't leaving. |
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First time she fell like a woman was when a dude screamed |
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Nice ass out the car window driving past. |
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Nobody showed her how to live so all she do is dream |
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They call her rocket cause the make-up is like the mash-bomb |
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Scars proeminently large on her frontal lobe |
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Behind bars for credit cards scheme she pulled a month ago. |
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First she getting high, now we waving bye-bye. |
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Shes waiting out the station |
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Just the same as shes waiting out the station late at night for a train that never came. |
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[Hook:] |
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She always carrying a baby with her, |
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Her spitting image just like looking at her baby pictures. |
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Afraid to say cause she dependent on man for real, |
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How she running these streets but always standing still. |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel, |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel, |
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How she running the streets but still standing still, |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel, |
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She need to get up off the hamster wheel |
