| Love them and leave them
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| That’s what I
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| I can easily do it like I used to (Used to)
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| But baby, you ain’t nothing like the usual (Usual)
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| And even though it’s all mutual (Mutual)
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| I drop it off, pack it up, and leave
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| (That's what I)
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| Used to do 'til I met you
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| Now everything is so brand new
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| You’re giving me a reason
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| To love them, not leave them
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| Girl, you know my get down from back younger
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| Used to mix the grape Kool-Aid and bird thunder
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| LA mentality, it’s no wonder
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| I was quick to tell a bitch lose my number
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| (That's what I)
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| Still do and won’t lose no slumber
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| Fuck her off Twitter, dump her on Tumblr (Woo)
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| Cirque du Soleil, I’m a juggler
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| I throw your chick in the sky, rotate and humble her (Haha)
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| That’s right before you cuddle her
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| She comin' home with DNA in her jugular (Uh)
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| You massagin' her back, all in the tub with her
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| You trickin' off racks, buying bub' with her
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| (That's what I)
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| Me? |
| I won’t even go to the club with her
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| I warned you, homie, don’t fall in love with her
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| You like every other customer now
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| See I refuse to settle just to settle down
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| I can easily do it like I used to (Used to)
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| But baby, you ain’t nothing like the usual (Usual)
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| And even though it’s all mutual (Mutual)
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| I drop it off, pack it up, and leave
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| (That's what I)
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| Used to do 'til I met you
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| Now everything is so brand new
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| You’re giving me a reason
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| To love them, not leave them
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| Super Socco and gin, pop lockin' my pen
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| Hanging out with the twins, servin' yay for my ends
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| Pimpin' hard on her, not play, for real
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| Bake cake for real, let’s make a deal
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| (That's what I)
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| On the Eastside of Long
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| Creep slow with your favorite ho
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| Rockin' her boat, what you savin' her for?
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| Me and Ras spent days with the ho
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| In the C-A-R-S-O (C-Arson)
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| Johnny struck a match, I crack a new batch
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| Came back with the deadliest catch
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| No look, cookbooks from scratch
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| I knock a bad bitch, all that
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| And show her how to fall back
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| (That's what I)
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| Frame name, a game, nights to blame
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| Fights with gangs
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| Don’t nothin' change, but the grass, man
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| I came to bang
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| Fire and desire, ice and flame
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| Don’t give that bitch your last name
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| I can easily do it like I used to (Used to)
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| But baby, you ain’t nothing like the usual (Usual)
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| And even though it’s all mutual (Mutual)
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| I drop it off, pack it up, and leave
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| (That's what I)
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| Used to do 'til I met you
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| Now everything is so brand new
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| You’re giving me a reason
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| To love them, not leave them
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| You know it’s funny how a man can change so quickly from a coldblooded person
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| Thinking he’s God’s gift to women
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| Remember how I used to do that?
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| That’s what I love |