Breathe...
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(so many memories)
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You gotta let the tears fall for this one
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(so many memories)
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Breath
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(so many memories)
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9-27-82 born
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Look into my eyes
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I'm so torn
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Slow down baby and get a clear view
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Cuz when you roll down your windows
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I'm in your rear view
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Hold on baby boy
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I know its hard for ya
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But ya girl got your back
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And I'ma ride for ya
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And I swear for god, I'd die for ya
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How'd I look in your eyes and still lie to ya?
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Now when you look in my eyes, I just cry to ya
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Chris brown made it hard to say goodbye to ya
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I still remember those days I got a dial tone
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Tears fallin from my eyes
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But I held on
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Now your memories are all I've got to live on
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All outta my zone
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I cant move on
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Hurts worse than death
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That you so gone
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But the chapter is done
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Poof, be gone
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I wipe away my tears
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I got my swag back
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Word out on the streets is that ya girl is back
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You must not know bout me
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I got your name tattooed so tha world could see
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I dreamt one day we'd make we
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A boy for you and a girl for me
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But one day just outta tha blue
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That boy for you became a dream come true
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(so many memories)
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Now
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I'm stressin
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No restin
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You chillin
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Its killin
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We... gone
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Yea and now I'm back in my zone
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I got so many sayin I should leave it alone
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Give it up let it go cuz your boy is gone
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Stop drivin by his crib cuz your boy aint home
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Stop lookin at your pager and stop callin his phone
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You better act like you fly and put your lip gloss on
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Put your ass in ya jeans and get your grown girl on
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You shoulda listened to your mama and picked up that phone
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One call ain't hurt
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I shed blood for you
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And when them niggas started hatin I threw slugs for you
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Now all that's left is what was of you
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And now I wanna wake up cuz there's no you
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And now I'm down on my knees askin "what'd I do?"
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Cuz baby life means nuthin to me without you
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Real love never dies that's what you told me
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But now your love's flowin all thru tha industry
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And now tha media and press got a hold of we
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And now tha whole world knows that we ain't we
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And she ain't we
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And she ain't me
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And she can never be
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Listen up to em
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Cuz I'm talkin to you
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I got a message and its just for you
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(so many memories)
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Red carpet next to me is a good look for ya
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Paparazzi snappin pictures for ya
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You know I love the way you talk when you real high
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You ? your bags when you come home and that's fly
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Baby boy you kept it real and kept me lookin nice
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Made it rain in my purse each and every night
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Back seat of the phantom made it look twice
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And now its all just a memory of my life
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One ring one watch one chain
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One you one me one name
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Just let me drown
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Please don't save me
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You know you should have held down a little harder baby
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But now ya girl's on her own
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No more carter baby
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I said ya girl's on her own
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No more carter baby
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No kissin
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No touchin
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No huggin
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No snugglin
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I'm missin your lovin
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My body cant function
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Now I'm back on my grind
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I gotta stay fly
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Ya girl's hot
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In the ? I'm so high
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Haters all on my back but they can all die
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Stuntin just like you daddy no lie
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Big spender
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Big whipper
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? sipper
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I miss ya
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So Many Memories
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Trina |