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Oh you never looked better
Yeah you never looked better Until the day I saw you hanging off another nigga's arm
The ol' rock and the hard place
I'm too old to break shit so your heart's safe
Kissing your face is like touching the tires in a high speed chase
Got an ass like an F-150, I wish you were a lot less friendly
The rest is like a retro coupe, lips wetter than Progresso soup
Curves make me nervous, remind me of a young, brown Jamie Lee Curtis
If anything I ever said to you ever had a purpose
I just want to make sure you heard this
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My first love on another nigga's arm
My first crush on another nigga's arm
My first fling on another nigga's arm
My best time on another nigga's arm
I struck up conversation, you struck a perfect pose
You smell like Reb'l Fleur, I smell like Turkish Golds
You met me back when I was nappy and bummy and broke
I'm all of that except for broke, I've got money to blow
You're a work of art, I'm graffiti on a bench in MacArthur park
We made a killer couple
I get to thinking about the past, it gives me trouble
I wouldn't have broke your heart if I didn't love you
Swear to God you always make swear to God
Whether lovemaking or hatred girl you quit your job
You don't know what you got 'til it's gone
It's cliche but cliches are hardly ever wrong