(It's this girl)
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She lives next door
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To the store that I loiter at
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We talk every night, she cry to me about her guy
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And if we text, I get pissed when I get no reply
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(It's this girl)
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I know that she's the key to love
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She is who I'm thinking of when I ain't beating richard up
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The mental images her face looked
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The closest that I got was when I'm poking her on facebook
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(This girl)
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Video chats are so exciting,
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Cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy
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I'm getting gassed up, I think she's liking me
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She's gullible, and I just wanna take it like a pirate (aargh)
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(This girl)
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I see her in class
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Not really two doors down, but any time that I pass
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To take a piss in a stall, I picture us in the hall
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Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick
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My left hand on her tits, aw my shit's getting hard
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Some thoughts of dating this bitch
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(It's this girl)
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Her name is my password (...fuck)
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(This girl)
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All my niggas got they bitches and stuff
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But all the bitches, they fuck
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I know these bitches is sluts
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But she's special, I know to ya'll I come off as rough
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But I'm the nicest to her, and I just want to concur
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A relation, I want the cheesy dates at the movies
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And stupid walks at the beach, and sharin' straws in a cup
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I never had that, so when we holdin' hands walkin' home
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I look past that, the fact she's fucking guys that I hate
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But...
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(This girl)
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Things are looking great, cut copy
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Last time that we talked, she said her relationship was rocky
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Now that mr. faggot's gone, their's no one that can stop me
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From bagging her, I got these tickets to the roxies
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(This girl)
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Next day, metro's taking me home
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I see her in a cut at wendy's, but she's not alone
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Who's that guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her?
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Come to find out she got back with her... nigga...
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(Damn)
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Damn...
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Fuck...
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(It's this girl) [x2]
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She's so pretty, fuck self pity, I feel so shitty
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I wanna text her in a jealous rage, but if she replied
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Or say anything, I'mma smile, I know
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What do I do with myself? sit in my room for some days
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Play xbox with piles full of wet socks, fuck that
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(This girl)
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My nigga asked "ace, what happened to such and such?"
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I her name, and then, tell em' I probably fucked
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Or I could tell em the truth and say she didn't like me much
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But instead I lie and say she moved to nebraska...
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(It's this girl...)
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Her
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Tyler, The Creator |