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You never know a good thing till Im gone
You spending many, many nights home alone
You wont be seing me around your way
No, No
And if you dont get it together
Baby I cant stay
Dont be commin in my face
Tryin to tell me you love me
You shoulda thought once or twice
Sacrifice and make it right
Its the thing that you do
Make me not love you
Go this way and youll see
Get no other love like me
You never know Im for real till I leave
And when I pack up my clothes dont be calling me
You wont be seing me
Anymore
No, no
Cause when Im long, long gone
I wont be back in this door
To my east side people to my west side
To all my bitches who sat home crying
Over these niggas and over these fellows
Shake em off like Jello
To my east side people to my west side
To all my bitches who sat home crying
Over these niggas and over these fellows
Shake em off like Jello
I used to stick closer to your side then a beeper
Till you smoked that cheaper reefer
Now you loony as fita, cheddar
Dont say a word
Yep I got tha word
Yeah I heard it from a little bird
Now Im out the door
My four four
You dont know?
Get your bags and your things take the door
Dont take this shit no more
When you leave
You can leave out the back door
Fucker
Stupid niggas
Who always think they can play somebody
Yall know who yall are
Tryin to run about 3-4-5 women at one time
Now you wanna come back all in our faces
Tellin me how much you love me and all that bullshit
Whatever man
Fuck you
Alright, Im out
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