[JC]
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We had met, through a friend and then (uh huh, uh huh)
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Thought we'd be together to the very end (uh huh, uh huh)
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My partners told me you was about that dough (uh huh, uh ha ha)
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But when they said it I was like hell no
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Cause I knew that you was so special (so beautiful)
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Started seeing signs but I wouldn't let go (uh, uh)
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You complaining about my money cash flow (what)
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Said it was a what, a bit too low (too low)
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You was tripping on my boy's tahoe (uh huh, uh huh)
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And told me why can't you be like that balling negro
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[Chorus]
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I loved you, I couldn't live without you
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My life was all about you, and that just wasn't cool enough
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And now I'm back though, and rolling in my benzo
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On 22 Lorenzo, and now you want to call me up
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[JC]
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Do you recall a trip to NYC (remember that)
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I spent all the money that I made that week (working hard for my dough)
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38 hours on my 9 to 5
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No matter how I tried your ass was never satisfied
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Go back in town and I'm driving us home (already)
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Stop at the light and you jocking someone's clothes (what you looking at)
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I knew right then it wouldn't be me (uh huh)
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Relationship was history (out the door)
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I just can't bring me back for no it watching h-o-e
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[Chorus]
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[South Park Mexican]
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High priced hoochie, love that coochie
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But I won't sit back and let a broad use me
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Too much cash in my jeans left pocket
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In the VIP blowing kill with the Rockets
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Baller shot caller, sipping alcahola
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Dopehouse after-party, everybody follow
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Don't trip, I got it real sick now-a-days
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Six police that be earining they pay
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Breaking up fights, and shining they lights
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Take them all to jail till they learn to be nice
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Jose, and my boy Mario
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Brought a truck full of bud, we gone party yo
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[Chorus]
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Cool Enough
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