| Ay, uhm, uhm
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| Uhm, uhm
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| We lovin', I’m rollin', she moanin'
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| And she tell me, keep goin'
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| I’m in love with her
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| She scratchin', we playin', we focused
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| And we caught in the moment
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| I’m in love with her
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| Now we fighin', she fussin', she groanin'
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| And we know this, we broken
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| I’m in love with her though
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| Now she outtie, she party and clubbin'
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| And I gotta get over
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| I’m in love with her though
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| Tell me, ay
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| How this end up on your playlist
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| I don’t want no extra bitch I’d rather have someone basic
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| Sick of all these rap niggas in your DM they fakin'
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| They ain’t got no good intentions, they just want you naked
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| I ain’t fuckin' with you, bitch your luck’s up
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| All them niggas broke, down bad, silly nigga get your bucks up
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| My legs is hurting baby, climb up on top
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| I heard he talkin' down up to his stomach, turn his tee into a crop top
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| Baby girl, we through
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| Don’t know what to do no more
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| Pour the juice, one more I ain’t through, no, no
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| I needed you
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| But what more can I do, na-na
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| And now it ain’t cool, but it ain’t nothing new no more
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| How you betray me and go right behind my back (Ay)
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| You lie them baby that’s a fact (Ay)
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| Cap on me in front of your friends, that shit is wack (Ay)
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| Left you behind, I’m in Cadillac, ay
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| We lovin', I’m rollin', she moanin'
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| And she tell me, keep goin'
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| I’m in love with her
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| She scratchin', we playin', we focused
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| And we caught in the moment
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| I’m in love with her
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| Now we fighin', she fussin', she groanin'
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| And we know this, we broken
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| I’m in love with her though
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| Now she outtie, she party and clubbin'
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| And I gotta get over
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| I’m in love with her though |