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And so I give her
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What she wants, what she needs
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Why
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'Cause her love is worth more than
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Maybachs and diamonds, yeah
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[Verse 1:]
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You got them big dreams in your eyes
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You're thinkin' Hollywood
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If I could be your Woody Allen, then I probably would
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Write a nice script, make you my lead girl
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Put your talent on display for the free world
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Liz Taylor, you're lookin' for that right man
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I'm black all your ex's they've been white men
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But don't that make it more excitin'?
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If that's a crime I'm ready for the indictment
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Yeah, I think it's way more sexy
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When you speak your mind, you check me
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And you're color blind you just accept me
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Plus you're a smart girl, you know where them checks be
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Right here, plus you got your own too
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Since I met you, you've been standing on your own two
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And so there's nothing that I won't do
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Maybach, chrome shoes, every time I come through
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[Verse 2:]
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We used to argue, I would call you a fuckin' bitch
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But we made it through the storm now we're fuckin' rich
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You've been a friend to me
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You kept it real when others would just pretend to be
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I couldn't see it then, I would get mad when you criticized
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Told you that you were buggin', you over analyzed
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I know I said I didn't care we was breakin' up
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Still flew half way around the world to make it up
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And all the first-class seats were sold out
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But it was Summer where you were and for me was cold out
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So, like a champion after defeat
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You watched me break down and cry in the passenger seat
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You put your arm around me, told me it would be just fine
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I'd be yours and you would be just mine
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And you wanted the love bracelet, I said you get what you pay for
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The black card - we're buying the Cartier store
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[Chorus]
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Maybachs & Diamonds
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| Ryan Leslie |
