just my favorite part..

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And I'm paying rent, food, clothes, phone, Christmas presents
6 shots in, I'm just counting all my blessings
No days off baby I ain't resting
I told my sins, now I'm done confessing

You say you a gangsta, but that don't impress me none
You say you a gangsta, ain't seen a thing you done
I do it all on myself, I ain't getting help
From no one, from no one

On way to the top, I make with what I got
You want my number baby, I'm on a mission, catch up
Men selling love like thieves
But when the girlie leaves, he'll start flirting with me
So I took my heart off my sleeve
Never trust a man 'cause they all hungry
Yeah they all hungry

Right when you thought you had me
Baby you just lost someone
Finally got over you, baby time to move on
Never learned your lesson, ain't even gonna question
Why it went so wrong
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Usually, not my type of music.
but this got me.

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Well, then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin

I've got more wit
A better kiss
A hotter touch
A better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet
Sweetie you had me
Girl, I was it, look past the sweat
A better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

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