[Chorus]
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You abandoned me
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Love don't live here anymore
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Just a vacancy
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Love don't live here anymore
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[Talking]
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This is dedicated to all of my ladies in relations
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Peep this out
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[Verse 1]
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I'm a lady who be keepin it real, you don't care
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Take time out, see how I feel
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When I be ridin in the SUV, I'm thinkin of you
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When I be rollin up a fat one, boy I'm thinkin of you
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You got me goin like uuuuuhhhh
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I'm feelin the rush, I like to fuck
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Let's get buck in the back of the truck, so boy what's up?
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It's whatever when it comes down to you
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Well it was, until you made it clear that I ain't for you
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You just abandoned me, you left me strandedly
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Heart broke, constantly
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Hearin love songs on the radio, that remind me of you
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They say a gangsta ain't 'posed to cry
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But I'm sheddin tears and I'm a gangsta until I die
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I'm tellin you boy, they say no pain then no gain
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Now they call me playa because you teachin me all yo game
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I say I ain't change, but then again just peep me out
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(Talking)
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Ay yo, I don't think this shit is gonna work...
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I'm ready to leave you, get out
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Repeat Chorus
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[Verse 2]
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Just be a man about it, you don't have to lie to me
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Nigga leave my house, you can get the fuck away from me
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Take yo' fuckin car keys, get yo' fuckin clothes too
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Nigga this mah credit card, hold up that's my bank book
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Why you out here cheatin on me, I'm gettin my own creepin on
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(Nigga talkin') Ay girl, why you ain't answer that god damn phone?
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Uhh why nigga, I was gone
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Nigga bout my ??? hea, pay my own light bill
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I don't need you, got my own fingers for my sex thrill
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Shit, I'm a mack, playa you ain't heard my real name?
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Mrs. Pimpin Thang, pussy power to the fuckin brain
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If you wanna play, get in the shower stroke yo'self
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I ain't the one to be messed with, pimpin to my death
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Slip in and slip out, remember how that used to be?
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I would get so wet when you put yo' love inside of me
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But that's the past now, no more freaky tail nights
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No more poppin X, or sex asshole tight
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Repeat Chorus
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[Verse 3]
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I ain't tryina get caught up in yo games
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Personally, I think that shit is lame
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Whachu doin err' now and then when you wanna hit
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I ain't givin yo ass shit, you'll be just another trick
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On my list of busta's, diamond clusters
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Rings, old game used to be so not told
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With yo' frozen heart, boy you tore my soul apart
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My XX plot, about a nigga from the ???
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With yo' seven inch cock, give it to me don't you stop
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I keep fallin for you, hypnotized doubt you get my props
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But now I'm single, pussy bad tight
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I ain't fuckin with no giggalos, niggaz ain't right
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They wanna cut now, they wanna cut later
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They ain't call yo ass then, they ain't call yo ass later
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That's how it goes, I'm out the door, holla back
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Hit me on my 2 Way when you ready
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That's that on that
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Repeat Chorus
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Love Don't Live (U Abandoned Me)
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Gangsta Boo |