| Heartbreak kid, yeah, I’m a heartbreaker
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| She tryna try the kid, yeah, she a gold-digger
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| I remember days, yeah, when niggas didn’t want her
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| I’m the one that put that ass on you, hey, I tried to make you finer
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| Hop out a Rolls, hop out a Rolls, hop out a Rolls, hop out a Rolls
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| Closin' that chapter, I’m closin' that door, nah
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| I can’t take no more of you (Girl, I feel your heartbeat)
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| I ain’t got no more to prove (Girl, I feel your heartbeat)
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| 'Cause I was a heartbreaker, I’m a heartbreaker
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| I’m a heartbreaker, I’m a heartbreaker
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| Yes, I put them diamonds in your wrist, I gave you pointers
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| Yes, I bought you every fuckin' shoe, it was designer
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| And she so emotional, hey, girl, you’re a crier
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| She call me Pinocchio 'cause I’m lyin' all the time
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| Been spent three hundred, four hundred thousand on you, no lie
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| Yeah, I bet whatever your ex-nigga can’t match my fly
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| I’ma get me a bad bitch, run the racks up to the sky, yeah
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| Hop out a Rolls, hop out a Rolls, hop out a Rolls, hop out a Rolls
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| Closin' that chapter, I’m closin' that door, nah
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| I can’t take no more of you (Girl, I feel your heartbeat)
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| I ain’t got no more to prove (Girl, I feel your heartbeat)
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| 'Cause I was a heartbreaker, I’m a heartbreaker
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| I’m a heartbreaker, I’m a heartbreaker
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| She call me Pinocchio 'cause I’m lyin' all the time
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| Been spent three hundred, four hundred thousand on you, no lie
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| I’m a heartbreaker, I’m a heartbreaker |