Down low double life
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1, 2 equals us, she, she and me, I fell in loves
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How could something so right go so wrong
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Just coming in on flight 412
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But she was listening on the phone
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I thought I had it all together
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But I was wrong obviously
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Cuz what was once done in the dark
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Came to light eventually
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[1] - Living down low, down low
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Living that double life
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Living down low, down low
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Living that double life
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It ain't right
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I don't believe the shit I did the night we were at your mom's
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I got a page from out of town, lied and said it was my job
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Grabbed my hat, coat, gloves and scarf
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I told you that I would return
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But by the look upon your face you had already discerned
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You pulled me to the side and you begged for me to stay
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But I was caught up in a life that forced me to walk away
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[Repeat 1]
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Okay you, you're saying you came in and
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And these two women they, they poured
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Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, it wasn't nothing like that
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All I know is uh, I was asleep, they came in
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Woke me up pourin' hot grits
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And all kinds of shit on me man, okay beatin' me and shit
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Hittin' me with all sorts of type shit (Damn)
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With a cigar in my mouth over Vegas city lights
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On a path way up the hill to be with my other wife
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A rich nigga living strife going on like nothing's wrong
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But that damn Caller ID is the reason for this song
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So one called up the other while I was out playing some golf
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Talking about my doggish ways and how I need to be droppped off
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[Repeat 1]
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Now go ahead, shoot me now because I'm guilty as sin
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Playin' Russian roulette with hearts not to mention the kids
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Now every day I live I regret all that I did
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Out smoking with friends as I reminisced
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[Repeat 1]
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I can't take it no more I've got to confess
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See now, I don't know why
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I thought that I could keep creeping
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Cuz you see what goes around
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Comes back on around and back on around
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And back on around again, yes it does
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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In a state of shock that's what it left me
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Take it from a man who knows
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That three ain't company
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No, no, no that's what I kept telling myself
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Now I done lost the houses the kids and the dogs
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Now I'm sleeping in my momma's house
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And even she says, your sorry ass don't deserve no help
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Must be because of what my old man did to her
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Niggas
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Rockland
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Down Low Double Life
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R Kelly |