[Intro]
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Who? When? Why?
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[Verse One]
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Walkin' with my gal, tryin' to talk, tryin' to laugh
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Tryin' not to bring up all the bitches in the past
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We crossed the grass
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As we stroll everything goes, kinda smooth
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I almost got in the mood
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She conversate's about the tux and the cake
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While I got a bunch of rocks chuckin' 'em at the ducks in the lake
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"What? My mistake, I didn't hear. What you say?
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Oh yeah, it is, a nice day."
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And then a fine gal start walkin'
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With a sway in her hips
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And a lot of gloss on her lips
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She started to trip and said, "Nigga where you been?
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He look just like you and he damn near ten."
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And my gal gave me an evil...kind of grin
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And then she said, "Have you ever been in..
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A girl like that?" Yo, I couldn't pretend
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I tried to tell her the truth but I didn't know what to do
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But
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[Devin & Girlfriend talking]
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What?
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(What was that all about? And who was that you was talkin' to?)
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Who?
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(Oh, now you gonna play dumb? That girl you were just talkin' to.)
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When?
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(She came up on us from out the bushes. Fuck that hoe, I'm outta here.)
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Why?
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[Verse Two]
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[Devin The Dude speaking in a narrator's voice]
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On the way home, tryin' to cover his tracks
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"C'mon sat baby why you second guessin' a nigga
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Enough of that. Let's get it straight. You the only woman that I'm with
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All them other hoes I used to have, they don't mean shit
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Now we can talk about our future, forget about the past
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Go on to somethin' new and throw away our old trash
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And I know I fucked up
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A time or two I did wrong and lied to you
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But from now on what I'm gon' try to do
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Is make you feel real good everyday that I can. (Oh yeah?)
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Make you feel happy, just to say that I'm your man. (Okay.)
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Now what's that in your hand? (The fuck is this?)
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Naw, a phone number, naw, I don't remember no Cassandra [telephone ringing]
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The area code? That's Atlanta
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Uh uh, get the remote and change the channel
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Who you fienda call? Girl that don't make no sense at all
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Naw, I don't want it. Why you pass it to me?
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Hello? Heeeeey
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[Devin and the new girl on the telephone]
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What?
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(I'm ready to fuck. I'm horny and I need some dick.)
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Who?
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(From you Devin. The Dude. Who else would I want some from?)
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When?
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(As soon as you can baby. I'm over here waitin' on you. I need it.)
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Why?
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(Because your shit's so good.
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You make me cum every time you fuck me and I need that right now.)
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[Verse Three]
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Yeah, I fucked up so I figured that I'd take her
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On a nice vacation, uh huh the island of Jamaica
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With the wonder weather, exotic creatures and birds
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Trees we've never seen a lot of creatures and herbs
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So landed safely and we bailed off the plane
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What the hell is that smell man?
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Damn, something like a paper mill, oh well let the day begin
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Escorted out the van I grabbed the hand of my lady friend
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Goin' sight seein', I might be in luck
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Seems that she forgot that I've been fuckin' up
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We jumped out the van
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Our toes hit the sand
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My lady's lookin' so fine and people know I'm her man
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I let go of her palm to find a tree so we can rest
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She kept walkin', sayin' she'd be back in about an hour or less
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Two hours later and with a muscle bound Jamaican
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They woke me up talkin' 'bout "Your spot has been taken mon
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Take your ass back to the states
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This woman belongs to me now."
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What?
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| Devin The Dude |
