Men singing:
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Jealous! (8X)
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[Girls voice: (Talking over the singing)]
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Jealous!?! What he mean jealous, know what I'm saying?
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He just mad cause he got with some ugly hoes, know what I'm saying?
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Girls don't buy him no clothes, He bought that ho some clothes!!
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He don't buy me no clothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick
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I mean, What do I got to be jealous for?
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He ain't gonna make it no where, he ain't got no type of time
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He has no career move, I mean...
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[Verse 1:]
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I come home every single day from working double shifts
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And stop along the way to pick you up a couple gifts
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I come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss me
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Then you diss me and we strenuously fight continuously
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Again you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust me
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It must be only just because you never learned to trust me
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Plus we only grovel only irrelevant issues
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To many tissues, for my feelings you misuse
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I buy you jewelry, you make a fool of me
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I bring you diamond rings you say I'm bad at timing things
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So what's a man to do when all i hand to you is handed back to me
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You act to be this gangsta bitch, that ain't what first attracted me
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I used to love your company now you always bugging me
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For information and you tell your friends you plan on dumping me
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So I'ma wait for your evacuation
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Cause every accusation makes me wanna smack your face in
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See I've never been so sure, and your just insecure
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So my solution to your jealousy presents a cure
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I recommend you take your things and check them in
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Look at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What?
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[Chorus: Men Singing]
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Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X)
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[Women's Voice: (Talking over singing)]
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Fuck you and what you going through
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Fuck Eminem, he just mad cause I left that nigga for another man
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Me and Eminem don't need nothing but my and his money
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Immature, Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no swang in his thang
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Know what I'm saying? He just mad cause I'm getting it all night
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Jealous of me, know what I'm saying? That's what I'm talking about
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Mother fucker just trying to get his pussy
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[Verse 2:]
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I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your silent treatments
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I used to be intoxicated with your sweet sense
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Until the day I started following your feetprints
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And tapping in your phone conversations through the heat vents
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It made complete sense, there's someone else you like
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So I confronted you and asked you who was Mike?
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And you was like, (sampled) **I need a new nigga**
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Someone rich that I could follow
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And you'll be over me by the time you see tomorrow
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Leaving me in sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken hearted
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I fell apart when you departed then the joking started
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I was an open target, you play comedian
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And I became the laughing stock. but now I'm on my feet again
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And so we meet again, your acting like an ex-wife
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All in my sex life, I got a message from Phife
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He goes, "You didn't want me to see you then, I don't want you now"
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Take a towel, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me down
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You run me down and now your trying to apologize
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For all the lies and everytime you made me ball my eyes
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Because I got a bigger wallet size, you wanna swing it
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Jealousy is in the house ya'll, Fellas sing it...
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[Chorus: Men Singing]
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Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (12X)
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Jealousy Woes II
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Eminem |