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[Verse 1]
I don’t care if you’re here
Or if you’re not alone
I don’t care, it’s been too long
It’s kinda like we didn’t happen
The way that your lips move
The way you whisper slow
I don’t care, it’s good as gone (Uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I said I won’t lose control, I don’t want it (Ooh)
I said I won’t get too close, but I can’t stop it

[Chorus]
Oh no, there you go, making me a liar
Got me begging you for more
Oh no, there I go, startin’ up a fire
Oh no, no (Oh no)
Oh no, there you go, you’re making me a liar
I kinda like it though
Oh no, there I go, startin’ up a fire
Oh no, no (Ooh)

[Verse 2]
You’re watching, I feel it (Hey)
I know I shouldn’t stare (Yeah, yeah)
I picture your hands on me (I think I wanna let it happen)
But what if, you kiss me? (Yeah)
And what if, I like it?
And no one sees it

[Pre-Chorus]
I said I won’t lose control, I don’t want it (Ooh)
I said I won’t get too close, but I can’t stop it (No)

[Chorus]
Oh no, there you go, making me a liar
Got me begging you for more
Oh no, there I go, startin’ up a fire
Oh no, no (Oh no)
Oh no, there you go, you’re making me a liar
I kinda like it though
Oh no, there I go, startin’ up a fire
Oh no, no

[Post-Chorus]
Oh no, no, no
Yeah, don’t struggle, no, no
Startin’ up a fire

[Bridge]
I don’t believe myself when I
Say that I don’t need you, oh
I don’t believe myself when I say it
So, don’t believe me

[Chorus]
Oh no, there you go, you’re making me a liar
Got me begging you for more
Oh no, there I go, startin’ up a fire
Oh no, no (Oh no)
Oh no, there you go, you’re making me a liar
I kinda like it though
Oh no, there I go, startin’ up a fire
Oh no, no

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah
Nah, yeah
Oh no, no, no
Oh no, no, no
Oh no, you’re making me a liar
‘Cause my clothes are on the floor

[Outro]
Huh, huh, huh
Uh
Oh no, no, no
Startin’ up a fire

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[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Soulja!

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy, 50 Cent & Both]
My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker
You talk shit, I will kick your door nigga
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon
AK-47 got ’em dialing 911
I pull that trigga, you fuck with my lil nigga
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya
Keep thinking it’s a game, niggas ain’t playin’
Soulja Boy, I’ll bust your brain
A nigga talking all that shit, y’all niggas cannot represent
Fucking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla nigga
Split ya, I deal with ya, knife sticker, ice picker
Run for your life nigga, I won’t tell ya twice
Bitch go run do the dougie, all the gangstas they love me
These hoes they be all on me, they can’t help it, they want me
They want me back
I’m on another level, bitch you heard me say that
S.O.D., I never mentioned you cause you not worthy
Yeah, we royalty, don’t talk to me, bitch you not worthy

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mean mug, nigga you gon’ mug who?
Rob me? Nigga we gon’ rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don’t give a fuck
I’m in the club, nigga fuck your mean mugs
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug

[Verse 2: 50 Cent & Soulja Boy]
When I’m trippin’, I’m twisted, I slap my clip in
When I flip, ho duck down when I start gettin’
I’m iced out, bitch my neck and my ears drippin’
I lost count, all this paper I be gettin’
Any fucking game, nigga pass me the ball
And watch a nigga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws
Money over all, I don’t really give a fuck
Tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up
Lick me up ’til I pop, shawty swallow every drop
From the balls to the top, she must do this shit a lot
She’s a freak, she’s a pro, got that paper, it’s a go
Bring the kush, bring the dro, she might bless you on the low
Man that’s why I picked you off the ground
If you make a fucking sound
Disrespect my fucking crew, bitch, is you a fucking clown?
Get the fuck back nigga, we up in the club
High as fucked, talk shit and you gon’ get dropped

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Mean mug, nigga you gon’ mug who?
Rob me? Nigga we gon’ rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don’t give a fuck
I’m in the club, nigga fuck your mean mugs
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug
Fuck your mean mugs, nigga, fuck your mean mug

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Yeah, misery loves company nigga
I send you to see yo’ dead motherfuckin’ homies
Come right close to you, 187 to most of you
Chop choppin’ out the window
Fuck is the matter with yo’ face nigga?
What the fuck is you lookin at?
I will spin that motherfuckin’ barrel at you nigga
Try me, ooh, I want you to try me nigga!

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[Chorus]
She an angel, but [?] going on her arm
Devil in a tight dress, oh
Told me things that you really don’t mean, no
These Percocets gon’ love me anyways, oh
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
I can’t feel

[Verse]
I told her that I love her but it’s only off the pills
I think that she know that but she in it for the thrill (For the thrill)
I need you to feel me (Heal me)
I need you to heal me
I’m looking for love but I know that shit is torment
I hope you think about me every time it’s stormy
Because I think about you every time I’m pouring
I’m a walking dead man (I’m a walking dead man)
I’m a walking dead man (Dead man)
I tried to stop, but I relapsed on the Xans
I can’t feel without you
I can’t feel without you

[Chorus]
She an angel [?] going on her arm
Devil in a tight dress, oh
Told me things that you really don’t mean, no
These Percocets gon’ love me anyways, oh
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
No, I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills
I can’t feel

[Bridge]
I can’t feel
I can’t feel
I can’t feel without my pills
I can’t feel

[Chorus]
She an angel, but [?] going on her arm
Devil in a tight dress, oh
Told me things that you really don’t mean, no
These Percocets gon’ love me anyways, oh
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills (I can’t feel without my pills)
No, I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel (I can’t feel)
I can’t feel without my pills
I can’t feel

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[Verse 1]
I know you’re with me
And I’d love to see someone else call you
But all this in between
You think it’s hard for me to tell you’re falling
Oh, we’re falling

[Pre-Chorus]
Being chill
Being chill with you
Oh, it kills
I ain’t chill
At all, at all

[Chorus]
We say “I love you” but we ain’t together
Do you think labels make it taste much better?
Darling do you think that if I talk enough
I will make you wanna be mine?
We ain’t together

[Verse 2]
Cut off all these hoes
Baby you ain’t gotta worry about nothing
Cuz everybody knows
That you and I got that something

[Pre-Chorus]
Being chill
Being chill with you
Oh, it kills
I ain’t chill
At all, at all

[Chorus]
We say “I love you” but we ain’t together
Do you think labels make it taste much better?
Darling do you think that if I talk enough
I will make you wanna be mine?
We ain’t together

[Bridge]
I can’t watch this fall apart

[Chorus]
We say “I love you” but we ain’t together
Do you think labels make it taste much better?
Darling do you think that if I talk enough
I will make you wanna be mine?
‘Til you don’t say you and I ain’t together
Ain’t together
Ain’t together

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[Verse 1]
Go through the day
But  I’ll be checking on my phone
To  see if you called
You didn’t call
One of the boys
I’ll  be chill, I’ll keep my cool
But  don’t play me for the fool
Don’t be so cruel
Cause  I can fake it that I’m happy
But this time you can see
You try to make a good memory
Cause you like my jealousy
But  you’re…

[Pre-Chorus]
In the city
When you should be here with me
I know I might be boring
But I’m not one for pity
So have a ball
At the Whitney with your friends
All so pretty
I know I’m being dramatic
So I’ll go and wish you

[Chorus]
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
(ah, ah, ah)

[Verse 2]
Time passes slow
And I’ve called everyone I know
But the more that people come over
I realize I’m getting worse and I wanna stay alone
Close down my phone
I’ve been on it so much my eyes hurt
And the outside is getting darker
I’m tired and it’s getting harder and harder to
Fake it that I’m truly happy
(ha-a-ppy)
And all my friends can see
You try to make a good memory
(memory)
But it’s hard when it’s not with me
Cause you’re…

[Pre-Chorus]
In the city
When you should be here with me
I know I might be boring
But I’m not one for pity
So have a ball
At the Whitney with your friends
All so pretty
I know I’m being dramatic
So I’ll go and wish you

[Chorus]
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the city oh, oh, oh
Have fun
Go, have fun
Have fu-u-un!
Oh, oh, oh
Have fun in the…
Have fun in the…
Have fu-u-un!