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Nah it aint that if you wanna be real and all you tell me to call you on the telly you never pick up when I call Change the definition of Love to yo' own conveyance All that woman is ricca monroe jazz Dude tryna build a relationship ya'll say he either moving too slow or he moving to fast You're still the one the only one top-me, number one on toppa the stack Don't you label me as someone your freinds can relate too for real you know me better than that Your single freinds act real strange they use to smile Said I wanna baby now everythings changed aint no tippin out if you go you gone your momma taught you right from wrong don'n me to find another I aint your freind and I aint your other We done vowed our marrage bed

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