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Ne-Yo
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I pull up to your crib every time I miss you Na, na, na Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I pull up to your crib Yeah, yeah I pull up to your Can't stop thinkin' 'bout it, won't stop thinkin' 'bout it Every time I think about you I just get mad at myself 'Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the sh*t I do And these damn love songs Follow me everywhere I go So why can't I turn off the radio? Why can't I turn off the radio? (Uh, yeah) She got a different type of (Uh) She'll make a n***a want to wife (Yeah) Prada blue, Dior suit, white niker (Uh) I'm still on facetime with thе lifers (I am) It's iPhones and the fеds in the rikers (Uh) Shawty gon' treat me like she need me (Yeah) And she met me takin' liquor to the fi-gi (Huh) I got a girl, she got a man, we movin' sneaky (Uh) We been drinkin' all night now she gettin' freaky deaky (Uh) And I hate it when she tell me she gon' leave me (Uh) Let me eat it again, I'm greedy (Uh) F**kin' her in the shower like Mimi, shoot a p***o on the phone and hook it up to the TV You gon' get me answerin' machine (Huh) Girl, leave me alone, 'cause you're nothin' that I need I won't answer the phone Uh, yeah We made a movie (Uh) She was a cutie (Uh, yeah) I remember how she use to make a gooey (Uh) Yeah, I made a loopy (Uh) And she arguin' when she drinkin', 1942-ey (Uh, look) And her sex was one of the best of (And her sex was, yeah, huh) I love it when she wanna dress up (Uh, uh, ooh) And it hurts, 'cause I'm all that is messed up (Uh) Gave her some of my best of Money and possession, VVS's and the necklace (Next gift) To the next gift to the next gift (Reckless) Livin' reckless with the next chick (I know) So she decided to exit, I'm stressin' I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it, won't stop thinkin' 'bout it Every time I think about you I just get mad at myself 'Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the sh*t I do And these damn love songs Follow me everywhere I go So why can't I turn off the radio? Why can't I turn off the radio? I, to your crib everytime I miss you And I love to hear your voice, sound like an instrumental Yeah, yeah Crib everytime I miss you Na, na, na Yeah, yeah Na, na, na I, yeah, yeah
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