[Hook]
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Just me and you girl
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(Wooooah oooh)
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Just me and you girl
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(Wooooah oooh)
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[Kanye West]
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Tryna sneak upstairs to your apartment
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Aren¡¯t you a sight for red eyes
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I just flew in and slipped in on your left side
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Just a satin gown, you asleep with no makeup
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I¡¯m just tryna be inside you ¡®fore you wake up
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[Hook]
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Just me and you girl
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(Wooooah oooh)
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Just me and you girl
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(Wooooah oooh)
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[Kanye West]
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We have problems but thats all in the past
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Everybody got problems baby I got a past
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Remember I used to do things that would make you laugh
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Like ordering girl drinks in a masculine glass
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You like pina coladas, getting caught in the rain
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Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain
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Or that Dolce Gabbana with a few gold chains
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And you the type of girl that probably deserve a new last name
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But they never let us do our thing
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Everybody lying on who I bang
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We was on fire but they blew our flame
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Ain¡¯t no denying baby you have changed
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Cause now your high heels clicking
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Your lip gloss glisten
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Your hips start switching
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You¡¯re pissed off, tripping
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Cause even when we¡¯re kissing baby girl feel different
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Friends all diss him like ¡®no he didn¡¯t?¡¯
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No he didn¡¯t, is you talking about Kitten?
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Is that bitch still stripping?
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Tryna to get a pair of Christian¡¯s?
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I swear to God that they got you going crazy
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But you play it off and say how it¡¯s work baby
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Well some of the models is too coked to walk straight
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But seem to still love the man that they all hate
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But babe I call you back and say that you say that always
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It kept me on the phone and demanded they always
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See, she knew about all my lies the whole time
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Now my credit so bad I can¡¯t get no one to co-sign
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I woulda thought she woulda busted a dope crime
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But she up and left a nigga and she aint give me no sign
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Now she back in the club in a tight dress
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With dreams of someday wearing a white dress
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Seen with some lame, it¡¯s a miracle that she¡¯a talk to a nigga
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with a ten year ago swag
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Plus I don¡¯t like none of her girlfriends
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Quote unquote cause her girlfriends got girlfriends
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On the phone hollin¡¯ at niggas is watever
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Lets fly to Euro make this the best summer ever
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Now she headed to Rome, Rome is the home
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Rome is where she act like she aint got no fucking phone
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I accept that I was wrong, except a nigga grown
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So I can¡¯t bitch and moan in a session gettin stoned
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So a nigga had to hop on a plane
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A bus and a train to try and come talk and explain
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Rented the whole bottom floor for a candle light dinner
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Turned the lights out and put my candle right in her
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And told her even though I met you in a club in a tight dress
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At first sight I can picture you in a white dress
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30 foot train, diamond from Lorraine
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Just to make up for all the years and the pain
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Family on both sides I¡¯m so glad you came
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Auntie couldn¡¯t make it, oh no, thats a shame
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Wedding in June, what could be better
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Lets fly to Euro make this the best summer ever
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Take the very last car of the Eurostar
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Tell the conductor just drive so far
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Told some of your friends and they wasn¡¯t excited
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Well we¡¯ll go to the country side and they won¡¯t be invited
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We will not be disturbed by the fussing and fighting
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Tell peaches light the herb, we just re-united, we just re-united
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Lets make a move on these herds, go somewhere private
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I¡¯m talking just me and you and a plane and a pilot
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White Dress
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