| Verse1:
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| When U trust someone
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| And U know you’re on their back
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| You ain’t got no trustin' about you
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| And you claim that you don’t care where I’m at You’ve given me reason to doubt you
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| Say U trust someone
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| Why ya callin' all around
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| Think i’ve got some dip on the side
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| Girl you don’t trust no one
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| And you constantly in doubt
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| You lose the game
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| If you play that way
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| Chorus:
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| Get up off me back
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| Save your heart attack
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| Ain’t nobody is humpin' around
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| No matter what they say
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| No it ain’t that way
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| Ain’t nobody humpin' around
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| Verse2:
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| When U love someone
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| And you want to love 'em right
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| Got to get more lovin' about cha
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| When you know that you’re holdin' on too tight
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| Soon they will be leaving without you
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| Say that U love someone
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| Why you callin' all my friends
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| Thinkin' i got somethin' to hide
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| Girl you don’t love no one
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| You don’t know what love’s about
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| You lose the game
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| If you play that way
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| chorus (2X)
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| Girl when U love someone
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| You don’t call on everybody
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| Ain’t nobody foolin' around
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| And the more i think about it You’ll lose all your clout and
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| You lose the game baby
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| If you play that way
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| Back to the BB Brown (3X)
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| Verse2
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| Chorus w/ Bobby’s adlibs
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| Stop!
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| Rap:
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| My name is Brown, that’s what I’m called so,
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| Don’t try to step on me wrong or you’ll fall
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| slow, cause i just wznt to kick soul to ya,
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| maybe, baby, take control of ya, just like i told ya. |
| I wanna roll on the tip that’s moving
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| able to make you move and groove and leave you
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| like ooh when i touch ya. |
| Give you so much of the
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| feeling of the deck that i’m dealing when i rub
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| ya up and down yo Stylz kick it.
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| Stylz: Well i know it’s been a while, since
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| you heard a change in our style. |
| So what i’ve come
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| to do is kick you something fly and new. |
| A change,
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| different from the typical a bit more than regular
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| not like the others original, cuz originality and
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| creativity add it up together equals the B.B.B.
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| Posse. |
| Yeah we’ve in the house. |
| Yo kick it!
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| Chorus w/ Bobby’s adlibs |