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Looking at me like there's nothing going on You two were up in that bathroom for way too long And I know you got history, she knows your mom I done seen your lil' handshake So take her back to the crib Tell her that you want some kids Better take all our pics off the fridge 'Cause you don't want my face staring back at you Making you feel guilty before you Hit, dip, slip off that thong Drip, grip, she's showing all of her tricks That bitch can't turn you on like me, oh Who gon' love you like I do? Nobody Who gon' touch you like I do On your body? You can go 'head and play pretend With somebody else But can't nobody do you like me, oh Let me get back to my story of you and her Pushed up against one another in a club corner How many girls just your friends? And how many of them your ex? Letras de cancionesI'm not upset Just disappointed, I guess You just like the rest So take that ho back to the crib (Crib) Tell her that you want some kids (Some kids) Better take all our pics off the fridge (The fridge) 'Cause you don't want my face staring back at you Making you feel guilty before you Hit, dip, slip off that thong Slip Drip, grip, she's showing all of her tricks That bitch can't turn you on like me, oh Can't turn you on like me, ooh Who gon' love you like I do? Nobody (Nobody) Who gon' touch you like I do On your body? You can go 'head and play pretend With somebody else But can't nobody do you like me, oh From Letras Mania