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Oh yeah, yeah Mm, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Now I wish I could write you an album full of love songs But I can't seem to get one 'cause this nigga keep doing wrong Time and time again, I get to telling all my friends that This one here is different, then you argue my point again By making enemies of everyone and everything With jealousies and infidelities, oh boo, you stressing me You should be a shrink 'Cause your reversе psychology is prob the coldest in thesе streets Shall I proceed? Yes, indeed Mad because in songs about my past, I mention my ex Don't worry, nigga, you next, and this one might be my best You tried to pimp me, but I'm a pimp See, SD is my pedigree, you aspartame, I'm sugar-free I digress, and I press on to the next one Blocking hellions talking all of that Woo, woo, woo Talking all that woo, woo, woo Maybe next time Will be the right time Oh, oh, oh Woo, woo, ooh, wee Maybe next time Letras de cancionesTalking all that woo, woo Woo, woo, ooh, wee Maybe next time Woo, woo, ooh, wee Next time, next time, next time Maybe next time Woo, woo, ooh, wee Next time, next time, next time Maybe next time Talking all that woo, woo Woo, woo, ooh, wee Next time, next time, next time Maybe next time From Letras Mania