| He want a girl who stay waited
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| With every breath he just hope that she baited
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| Back when he wake he still pray that she stayin'
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| Fuck with the playin', the visions, the games and they
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| They can’t live like this
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| They can’t live like this
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| They can’t live like this
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| Fuck with the playin', the visions, the games and they
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| They can’t live like this
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| No, we’re not the fun kinda chains on a wrist
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| Don’t trip on a man, that’s the rule, that’s the basic
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| And she did, that’s the glitch in the matrix
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| Tell me you like that, the way she ride that
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| And in the middle of the night, she called me right back
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| Still you taste her, you can’t escape her
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| And does she get wet, and they get dripped sweat
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| Kiss your neck but no feelings in your chest
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| You’ll never please her, you never leave her
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| He wanna work the middle
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| Change position, Change position
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| Rearrange, rearrange but she ain’t gon' listen
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| Been tearing shit apart like a page gone missing
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| He wanna work the middle
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| Change position, change position
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| Rearrange, rearrange but she ain’t gon' listen
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| Tell me you like that, the way she ride that
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| And in the middle of the night, she called me right back
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| Still you taste her, you can’t escape her
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| And does she get wet, and they get dripped sweat
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| Kiss your neck but no feelings in your chest
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| You’ll never please her, you never leave her
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| He wanna work the middle
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| Change position, change position
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| Rearrange, rearrange but she ain’t gon' listen
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| Nah, nah
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| They can’t live like this
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| They can’t live like this
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| No, we’re not the fun kinda chains on a wrist
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| Tell me you like that, the way she ride that
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| And in the middle of the night, she called me right back
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| Still you taste her, you can’t escape her
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| And does she get wet, and they get dripped sweat
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| Kiss your neck but no feelings in your chest
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| You’ll never please her, you never leave her
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| She’s a phant on my phantom
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| She’s a — she’s a phant on my phantom
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| She’s a — she’s a phant on my phantom
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| She’s a — she’s a phant on my phantom |