(Verse 1)
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I¡¯m gonna treat you like you¡¯re my number one
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I¡¯m gonna treat you like you¡¯re my only one
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Cause you¡¯re the only one
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That I be holding on
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You¡¯re the only reason that I wrote this song
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And that I wrote this chorus up on the keys
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And you just hit me right now
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Saying ¡°If I miss you like you miss me¡±
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And the answer is yes and it seems
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They say the one that you love and the one that loves you back
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Are really the same person but I guess we changing that
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Cause I got this beautiful dream in this bottle
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You¡¯re a beautiful girl, model
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You¡¯ve been trying to keep my heart
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Cause it¡¯s worth ten times what they bought you
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You deserve a beat from me and I ain¡¯t talking music shit
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I¡¯m talking face down ass up I know you used to it
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I can picture you never you so thick
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And those shoes you used to fit
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You¡¯re replaced with red bottoms and black cars
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From niggas you used to hit
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And that kind of make me reluctant
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You the kind of girl I want to fuck with
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But I¡¯m moving world-wide and you on couches on that fuck shit
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You know Sean you know Chris
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You know Pusha you know Hit
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But if ain¡¯t clubs and studios than
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You don¡¯t know shit
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(Hook)
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I promise that she the one I adore
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She damn near have everything that I was looking for
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But she was from L.A
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She was from L.A. (3x)
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She crushed my heart on the floor
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But she the one I adore
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She damn near have everything that I was looking for
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But she was from L.A
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She was from L.A. (3x)
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And she belongs to the city
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(Verse 2)
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I wish you would act right
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But you taking all these first class flights
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In a different time-zone last night
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You swear you not giving up ass, right?
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You going to blame it on cash right?
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And I¡¯m telling you I¡¯m not askin¡¯
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You¡¯re single in the summer cause that¡¯s when all the parties happen
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Look at me
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Keep it G
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You¡¯re just trying to fuck a winner huh
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And you going to turn around and want a man a winner huh
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Talking to me about that point guard on the bench
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But when a nigga give the keys to that Benz
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All the sudden ya¡¯ll the shit
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BBM status ain¡¯t matching all these phone conversations
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This powerhouse is hidden in the song all on his station
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And so and so is in town and your homegirls friends with one of his neighbors
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And he fooled you all around and you swear you ain¡¯t returning no favors
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Now you drunk BBM¡¯ing me rambling on and on and
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You seeing that I¡¯m reading it but you know I¡¯m not responding
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Girl I swear I hate this game and I always wonder who¡¯s teaching you
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Charged your phone all day but after one you¡¯re just unreachable
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(Hook)
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I promise that she the one I adore
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She damn near have everything that I was looking for
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But she was from L.A
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She was from L.A. (3x)
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She crushed my heart on the floor
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But she the one I adore
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She damn near have everything that I was looking for
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But she was from L.A
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She was from L.A. (3x)
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And she belongs to the city
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She Belongs To The City
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Hit-Boy |