[Intro:]
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Ay ay ay ay ay hurricane ay ay ay ay I can't be wit you no more lil mama.
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[Chorus:]
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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(ay this how it is)
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[Verse 1:]
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Lil mama I got love for yo ass, but you be trippin tho. I'm sick and tierd of how you trip
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when I speak to folks at the store. I told you my lil dog got hurt, we had beef, you told me
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nigga please, you probaly just with some freaks. Now see this just be what I'm talkin bout, I
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need me a gutta chick, who gon keep it gutta with, Hurricane Chris-agist. Hurricane it don't
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really matta hold me down, and that ain't wat you doin so you need to move around. I need
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somebody that's gon cook for me, fix my plate and rub my back. But all you do is fuss and
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fight, like you just don't know how to act. I'm sick and tired of hollerin, and fussin and
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fightin, ain't wit it, don't like it, don't do it, not likely. Lil mama I'm a pieces, you could
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neva be my wifey, you act like you don't like me unless I'm driving something pricey. [repeat x1]
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[Chorus:]
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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[Verse 2:]
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(ay) Okay so know it's getting crucial. I feel like your comments useless. Nothing to it, but
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to do it, get your bags and get to it. Get outta my bed, get outta my room, get outta my house,
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get outta my life.And you can't come back and holla when you get your mind right, 'cause as far
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as I'm concerned you ain't got nothing I like. Need to keep on kickin and walkin the other way.
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Please stay outta my face, I ain't got nothing to say, but Ay Bay Bay I say that in every
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phrase. This supposed to be a sad song, but I said Ay Bay Bay. And I can't stand the way you
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act when people hang up in your face, what that got to do with me, that's your phone anyway.
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Why in the hell would I give them your number to catch myself up in my game, I am not lame, I
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got game, H-U double R - I to the Cane. So get your things hope on the bus you came, I think
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it's by time you swang.And do your thing evrything gon be okay, everything gon be okay.
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[Chorus:]
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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[Verse 3:]
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Now baby how you gon play games with a beast like me. No matta what them otha dudes think they
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might be. I gots to be G till the day that I die. That's why you gotta leave I'm tired of
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tellin you bye. Get the hell up outta my sight, lil mama you think I'm lien, here some money
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for a cab hope you have a nice ride. Ratchet city we go live cut a chick loose with no ties.
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Now I'm on another mission with my money on my mind, constanly thinking of another way that I
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can go shine. And when I leave, I'm leaving with the doors suicide. And you betta be out my
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house when I get back, I ain't lien.
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[Chorus:]
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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And that's why I'm leaving you
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Sick of everything that you put me through
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And I don't wanna be with you
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I'm sorry I can't be with you.
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[Music fades out]
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Leaving You
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Hurricane Chris |