| I don’t want no scrub
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| Scrub is a guy can’t get no love from me
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| Hanging out the passenger side
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| Of his best friend’s ride
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| Trying to holler at
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| Near, far, wherever you are
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| I believe that the heart does go on
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| If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends
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| Make it love too easy friendship never ends
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| This is how we do it
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| It’s Friday night, I feel alright
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| The party is here on the West side
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| Biggie Biggie Biggie can’t you see
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| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
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| And I just love your flashy ways
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| And that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid
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| I saw the sign that opened up my eyes, I saw the sign
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| Life is demanding without understanding
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| I… will always love you, ooh
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| My loneliness is killing me (and I)
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| I must confess, I still believe (still believe)
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| Say it ain’t so, I will not go
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| Turn the lights off, carry me home
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| Keep your head still, I’ll be your thrill
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| The night will go on, my little windmill
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| But she caught me on the counter (It wasn’t me)
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| Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn’t me)
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| I even had her in the shower (It wasn’t me)
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| She even caught me on camera
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| This is how you remind me
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| Of what I really am
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| This is how you remind me
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| Find me in the club, bottle full of bub
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| Look mama I got I was she need if you need the feel the bus
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| I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
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| Come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed yeah
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| I ain’t sayin' she a gold digger
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| But she ain’t messin' with no broke, broke, broke
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| Now I ain’t sayin' she a gold digger
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| But she ain’t messin' with no broke, broke, broke
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| To the left, to the left
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| Everything you own in the box to the left
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| In the closet that’s my stuff, yes
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| If I bought it please don’t touch
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| You spin my head right round, right round
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| Like you rock baby, when you go down down
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| You spin my head right round, right round
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| When you go down, when you go down down
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| Don’t wanna be a fool for you
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| Just another player in your game for two
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| It might sound crazy, but it ain’t no lie,
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| Baby, bye, bye, bye…
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| If you want to go and take a ride with me
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| Three-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D’s
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| Oh why must I feel this good? |
| (Hey, must be the money!) |