Oh, ooh, whoa
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Yeah, yeah
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Word is that I was tripping
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You're looking so fly, dripping
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Those loafers I bought you last week
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You know the one's, green, suede Gucci
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Got off of work early one day
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Went to the mall to get a shirt to match your suede
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But when I pulled into the driveway
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You was hearing her shout
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And looking my way babe
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1 - Why you keep trying to come home
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When you know you got another girl that you want
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And you keep blowing up my cellular phone
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Trying to come home, home
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Caught you on my caller i.d.
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Remember so you can chase after me
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Why you keep blowing my cellular phone
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You're tyring to come home, home
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You must have thought just maybe
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Trying to be lying doing Eddie Murphy
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But I saw, (was'nt me), and I saw her, (was'nt me)
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You was lip locked, (was''nt me), could it be?
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And I guess it wasn't you who spent the time with me
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And I guess it wasn't you who had them set of keys
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And it damn sure wasn't you
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Who was trying to get up on me, seven days a week
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Believe me it's not easy
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Repeat 1
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You can tell me what you want
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Just pack your things and gitty up
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Don't make me call the fuzz and make complaints
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I'll make them issue you a restraint
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You can tell me what you want
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Just pack your things and gitty up
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You can go back to your ways
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And leave me here, you'll get replaced
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Repeat 1
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Try-Na Come Home
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| Coko |
