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    (Drake)

    What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed
    I'm waitin' in my hotel room
    Seems like we're arguin' more and it's getting less romantic
    Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon
    But I'll f**k you right I will, I'll f**k you right I will
    I'll f**k you like no one has ever ever made you feel
    I mean, this part of our relationship's amazing still
    I might just put up with the arguin' and stay for real
    You lookin' bad, girl, for goodness sakes
    You with all those curves, and me without no brakes
    Ooh, I'm willin' to work it out however longer how it takes
    You feel like you missed out on those happy days
    Well, girl that makes two of us
    Our timing is wrong
    Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
    Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my Mrs.
    And the hardest part about the f**kin' business is minding your own
    And every time I try and break it off
    We just yell until we're tired, then I break you off
    It's useless, all this fighting, let's get past it now
    Even when I throw them deuces, you just send ‘er back around

    (T.I.)

    Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold like Michigan
    Ay, look at what we livin' in, here we go with this again
    I ju' keep on talking but I guess that you ain't listenin'
    Rather run around with them nothin'-ass bitches, then
    Go on, got me hot, smokin' like the chim-i-ney
    We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemies
    Deep inside, it's killin' me, but soon it's gon' be killin' you
    To see her in that two-seater, no, that's gon' hurt your feelings, boo
    Ah-ha, didn't you think you would be over me
    By now, so you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
    She spoke her peace, I know, capisce, so love must be let go, released
    Into the wind, begin again, them deuces I must throw ya, peace

    (Kanye West)

    You know what, yo? You a b**ch
    You should have a travel agent, 'cause you a trip
    You should make your own toilet tissue, since you the shit
    But all you got is some fuckin' issues, you fuckin' bitch
    I hate (???), but I love your mom
    Give her a kiss from me, her second son
    Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together
    You gon' be hot a little while, I'ma be rich forever
    Girl seducers, they come in deuces
    But when I cut ‘em off, they always become a nuisance
    Niggas take my old flows, and they take my old swag
    He just took my old bitch, and turned it to his new bitch
    I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
    What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
    Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
    So when y'all talk 'bout You Know Who, I don't know who you talkin' 'bout

    (Fabolous)

    According to my old b**ch, I be on some new s**t
    She was on some old s**t, now I got a new b**ch
    Think I give two s**ts? You ain't gon' do s**t
    Meet my two fingers, intro, deuces
    If you knew better, you'd do better
    Wanna give the middle finger, but I got two better

    (Chris Brown)

    So you gon' diss me even though you know it's wrong?
    Know you gon' (miss me a little when I'm gone)

    (Fabolous)

    Drizzy voice
    Now I'm ghost, baby, four-door Rizzy-Royce
    Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice
    I'm 'bout my business, boys, plus I make paper
    C'mon, that's old news, yes, the day's paper
    Ho, you talkin'? What about?
    If it ain't how I kept you studded out, you might as well shut your mouth
    You'll never score another me, I shut it out
    Act like there's gum in your hair, girl, cut it out

    (Andre 3000)

    The farewell email, from a female
    But I'm a player, ain't gon' tell ya all the details
    What it entails is hard to say like selling seashells
    By the seashore, but she's not a bore
    But neither a whore, who needs to know more?
    The kind you can't ignore but want to open the door
    For, or, run in your favorite store
    And leave with all them shoppin' bags and half of it ain't yours
    I did things for her, ain't rich, ain't poor
    I wanted to do more, but hell, I just ain't know her
    Well enough to know if this was all that she came for
    But enough to know tonight, excited, she came four
    Times, to my cousin house to see if I was there
    Getcha minds, out the gutter, man, we out here tryna have a good
    Time, and here I am all heavy with the word swear
    Somebody that's a nerd likely fast-forward, but, shit, they asked for it
    It's hard to throw up the deuces, 'cause when you know it's juicy
    You start to sound like Confucius when makin' up excuses
    Chase cabooses 'til the track gone
    I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin' sad songs

    (Chris Brown)

    I'm on some new shit
    I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces)
    I'm movin' on to somethin' better, better, better
    No more tryna make it work (Deuces)

    You make me wanna say, bye-bye
    Say, bye-bye
    Say, bye-bye, to her (Deuces)

    You make me wanna say, bye-bye
    Say, bye-bye
    Say, bye-bye, to her (Deuces)

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