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Don't leave me, don't leave me, don't leave me, don't leave me

Come here and replace my heart Like the way that you dip in your booze

Like the way that she eat it, like what? Like the way that she eat it, like food

Tootie, tootie, she mad, she moody We could be on the low, no duty

I'ma smash, make noise Like, we love from a distance

Baby, I am needing you right now, and I ain't kidding

Wait, when you're with your baby, baby, come see me

Told the truth, you ain't believe me Super smart, ocean, read me

Come chill, baby, come heat me Wait, I like your smile, the demeanor

She got that ocean, I can feel it Yeah, I love her, I won't leave her

She a freak, blood and penis Wait, I want you to eat it right now

Wait, you want me to beat it right now With my heart, you could keep it right now

Come swallow my semen right now Wait, I know you feeling me right now

So, baby, you ain't going nowhere And I locked it up in your soul

Baby, I'm a star Wait, but please don't judge me

Chris Brown, I'm too lovely Wait, you ain't see my body

I see the real baby, you don't love me Yeah, I cheated, it's wrong

Come eat the meat off the bone She started calling my phone

But she could leave me alone Wait, where you at

I'm just trying to blow up the band Wait, wait, she shoot like a gang

We mad, so let's get a tag I did some things in the past

I did some things in the past Baby, we ain't last

Wait, we in a band, bitch, she want a gang

No, you can't find out who I am, got on my mind

Come and replace my heart Like the way that you give me your booze

Like the way that she eat it like what? Like the way that she eat it like food

Toot it, toot it She mad, she moody

We could be on the low, no duty I won't smash, make moves

No, you regretting your ways No, you regretting your ways

No, if they try you, then I'ma pack them Baby, they know I'ma pack them

I spit the real, so I'm like a pastor I spit the real like a pastor

No, he ain't real, that nigga acting

Come and replace my heart Like the way that you give me your booze

Like the way that she eat it like what? Like the way that she eat it like food

Toot it, toot it She mad, she moody

We could be on the low, no duty I won't smash, make moves

No, you regretting your ways No, you regretting your ways

No, if they try you, then I'ma pack them Baby, they know I'ma pack them

I spit the real, so I'm like a pastor I spit the real like a pastor

No, he ain't real, that nigga acting