| You know I love you, girl?
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| I apologize.
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| It’s been too long
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| Yeah, I know it you don’t mean it when you act a mess
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| Yeah, that’s your ego filling up your big chest
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| Just rub me, wrong me and walk away, some flowers later
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| Pop bottles later,
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| I still can’t hate you
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| But I act like you know I’m fliest, you make no mistakes
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| I don’t ride with you, you be pushing it, baby, pump them breaks
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| I’m equal, I’m half of you
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| That ego don’t look good on you
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| I normally don’t talk like this, I’ll let you leave
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| You usually walk beside me, not in front of me
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| I got bigger problems, independent in my nature
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| Pop bottles later,
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| I still can’t hate you
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| But I act like you know I’m fliest, you make no mistakes
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| I don’t ride with you, you be pushing it, baby, pump them breaks
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| I’m equal, I’m half of you
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| That ego don’t look good on you
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| I’ve been in love with you for six years, since Aston Martin Music
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| Drizzy came behind you on that smooth shit
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| So iconic with the wordplay,
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| It’s ironic I’m in first place
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| I’m still the plug, champagne, making love
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| On a beach waking up, all your friends say it’s luck
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| I just really think it’s us, and we’re never breaking up
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| Oh, that D-boy's a phenom,
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| Cold game but his seats warm
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| Let it shine 'til the lease gone
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| I took shorty shopping each month
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| So I taught her how to move, no forever 21
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| No
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| Denim jeans and Balmain, racing Lamborghini she always came back in fourth place
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| Now we’re back on this love twist
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| Fat Boy always fall in love quick
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| I’m your equal, I’m your equal, I’m your equal
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| (it's been too long)
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| No more ego, no more ego, no more ego
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| (I apologize)
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| I’m your equal, I’m your equal, I’m your equal
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| No more ego, no more ego, no more ego
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| I’m equal, I’m half of you
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| That ego don’t look good on you |