Girl, I'm coming over
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And I'm hardly sober
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Alcohol running through my veins
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And it's straight up to my brainn
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I got you on speed dial
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Hit one number just to call out
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Hey baby I'm feelin nice
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But I need you to make me feel better
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She said that bad timing, timing
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And I couldn't have what I was wantin, wantin
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But she said to still come over
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Maybe I could just hold her
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So I thought to myself like damn...
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Even if it's that time of the month
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Baby I still chill wich yah
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Even if it's that time of the month
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I'll come to your crib and kick wich you
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Baby your far from the stars
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Cause I got feelings for yah
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It's not all about sex sweet love
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It's all about me tryna wife you up
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Girl my hormones raging crazy
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Shorty shes my baby
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Even though I can't put her to bed
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I can still run fingers through her hair
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Treat her like she need to be treated...
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Sex ain't always needed
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But then I got on, on my way
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See her in a minute baby
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She said that bad timing, timing
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She said I couldn't have what I was wantin, wantin
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But she said to still come over
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Maybe I could just hold her
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So I thought to myself like damn...
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Even if it's that time of the month
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Baby I still chill wich yah
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Even if it's that time of the month
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I'll come to your crib and kick wich you
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Baby your far from the stars
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Cause I got feelings for yah
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It's not all about sex sweet love
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It's all about me tryna wife you up
|
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Even if it's that time of the month
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Baby I still chill wich yah
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I'll come to your crib and kick wich you
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Cause I got feelings for yah
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It's all about me tryna wife you up
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Wife You Up
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| Lloyd |
