[Verse 1: Drake]
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Check, look
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And I ain't tryna get to know nobody but you
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Do me a favor tell me what's happenin'
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I am drinkin' XO D is sippin' some Appleton
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Usually the things I desire I always apprehend
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Back again return of the mack again
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'Deceiving' was cool I'll never record the track again
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Even though my ex is fuckin' one of my rapper friends
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I don't wanna seem like I am always attacking them verbally
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You can stop frontin' I know you heard of me
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Babygirl ya, ya, ya heard of me
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Little me
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Pay attention I guarantee you it'll be
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One of the best, decisions you've made
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I'm sonnin'/sunnin' them all I live in the shade
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Previously mischievous behaviour was the leader of me
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You could say I was fresh to some conceited degree
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Steppin' out the house tryna figure out where cameras from Cheaters would be
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But now I need a culprit
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I am talkin Long Sands Beach, condo adult shit
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I am talkin' all day shoppin' sprees in the mall with
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Friends that I ball with
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Hear me Trey's girl go and get you some Fall shit
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Sweetie I am a track's demise
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I will kill this song 'til it actually dies
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With a military jacket and some packed supplies
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I won't say I'm the best 'til the stats arrive
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And all these a-list parties you fraternize
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Where you can't wear hats inside it's only slacks and ties
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Bu you don't never act surprised
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You just hold it down for your boy 'til the plaques arrive
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And girl, I used to blow a couple thousand at the shake joint
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Now it cost a couple thousand for a Drake joint
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I gave up a lot to make a progress
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I give it to you, and you take it the best
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[Chorus: Trey Songz]
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When I give ya what I give ya
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(You gon' like that)
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When I give ya what I give ya
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(You throw it right back)
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It ain't a women in the world that can doubt that (oh)
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I need a women not a girl 'cause I'm bout that (oh no no)
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And when I give ya what I give ya
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(You gon' like that)
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When I give ya what I give ya
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(You throw it right back)
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It ain't a women in the world that can doubt that (oh)
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I need a women not a girl 'cause I'm bout that (oh no no)
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And when I give ya what I give ya
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[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
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(It's The Prince, look here)
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Yup it's me again, Songz with a 'z' again
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Canadian visitor, lady exhibitor
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Play me I'll visit ya
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Lay you in critical, condition
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So don't get it twisted nigga
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But back to the pimpin' nigga
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Intercontinental you can catch me laid up
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Somethin' with a fly face, slim waist, big butt
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That's why I love what I does
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Shot a couple videos now we got the city froze
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Somethin' like my wrist be
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Niggas know how this shit be
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Step into the club security never frisk me
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Buy so much liquor they give us a couple sips free
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I be on Henessy
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Straight no cubes
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Take me where the women be
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I won't lose
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Drake take PatrA¡Ìn to the face 'til he wasted
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I'm blowin 'til I'm gon' outta space in the Matrix
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Call me Mr. Anderson huh
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I'm ramblin'
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But at the same time I'm spittin' a flame rhyme
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Baby what's your name? they call me the game mind
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Most valuable player baby listen it's game time
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We could take a couple shots break down ya d's
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Take it to the hole post up on me
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Let me fill the arena
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I'll be (Gilbert Arenas)
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Somethin' like a (wizard) when I give ya what I give ya
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[Chorus]
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Give Ya
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Drake |