[man and woman talking on phone]
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[Chorus x2: Devin the Dude]
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There's no double you
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You might just have to ex, out your problems
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Tell my why, and pretend you don't see...
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[Devin]
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Yep... ya fucked up didn't ya?
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Ya didn't come home last night and he pinned ya
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Up against the wall, you shouted "hell nah"
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You makin a phone call nigga hit you in the jaw
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You scream, you scratch, you bite, kick and yell
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But the neighbors think y'all fuckin, hell they can't tell
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But ya eyes is swelled and ya nose all red
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And ya jaw fucked up, you wanna go but ya scared
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(Why the fuck did ya do what ya did when ya done it?)
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Now all these thoughts, they come back after ya fronted
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Then ya drown yourself in all the ache and pain
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Thirsty for the love but tired of drinkin the rain
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First girl you gotta look at yourself
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When ya gone it's like yo, there's no you left
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You can ex it out and begin again though
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As long as you know...
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[Chorus x2]
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[man and woman arguing]
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[Devin]
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Yep... ya fucked up didn't ya?
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You hit her in the mouth and now they tryna lynch ya
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In the prison bars with the fences and walls
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You makin a phone call nigga hit you in the jaw
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Now two of 'em on you, in a three man cell
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But boss way down there, hell he can't tell
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But ya eyes is swelled and ya bleedin ya tank
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And ya jaw fucked up, you wanna leave but ya cain't
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(Why the fuck did ya do what ya did when ya done it?)
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Love hurts sometimes, but that's what you wanted
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Too fake to break but too hard to cry
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Now you lookin at five, what ya gon' do now?
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My nigga, would ya look at yourself
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When ya gone it's like yo, there's no you left
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You can ex it out and begin again though
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As long as you know...
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[Chorus x4]
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[man and woman arguing]
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WXYZ
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| Devin The Dude |
