| You shouldn’t be with that weak motherfucker
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| I know he’s rich but he ain’t a lover
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| Like me, I’m rich in my soul, not my pockets
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| I’ll give you my heart and not my wallet
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| You shouldn’t be with that weak motherfucker
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| I know he’s rich but he ain’t a lover
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| Like me, I’m rich in my soul, not my pockets
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| I’ll give you my heart and not my wallet
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| Woo, let’s run away from this place, yeah
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| Woo, I’ll smack the cocky out his face
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Woo
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Oh, yeah
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh) So what’s it gon' be, girl?
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Is it gonna be love?
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Or is it gon' be the love of money?
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| When it’s over, just call my seven
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| When it’s over, just call my seven
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| When it’s over, just call my seven
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| Then we can have those minutes in heaven
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| When it’s over, just call my seven
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| When it’s over, just call my seven
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| When it’s over, just call my seven
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| Then we can have those minutes in heaven
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| Woo, let’s run away from this place, yeah
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| Woo, I’ll smack the cocky out his face
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh) |