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Every time I see you in the world
You always step to my girl
Back, back, way back I used to front like I was Don Juan
Couldn't settle down, couldn't find a girl to hoe down
Used to get my roll on, hit the spot to stroll on
Now I found one with a hand I like to hold on
Every time I'm with her dudes always wanna stare
I be starin' back like, "Dude, I wanna go there"
Used to didn't care, now I hit you with a chair
If they just so happen touch a strand of her hair
Now me and shorty wop spendin' more and more time
So since she got my heart then I gotta have her spine
And if any fool try to come for what's mine
A pair of size nines where the sun don't shine
The sugar in my Kool-Aid, boo get me through days
Swear to God one day I might watch her throw a bouquet
So nowhere on this Earth, nowhere in this world
I should ever ever see you steppin' to my girl
That's my old girl, my old girl from college
I always think about her when the leaves turn orange
Yeah, we went to Wesleyan and she scoffed at Vassar
I met her at a wine and cheese, I looked right past her
Apparently she would notify me right after
I smashed her the first night, the first pipe's the worst pipe
But after I satisfied her thirst like
Mmm, the pastor'll satisfy the church like
She lived in Westco and she studied frescoes
And head to toes she stayed in the best clothes
I represent Queens, she would move out to Brooklyn
Never thought that she would have her precious heart tooken
By a shy brown guy from Bellerose
That stayed in shell toes until hell froze
Her freckles dance on her porcelain skin
It's like she got a special force within
And I've been high but ain't no higher place
Than alongside her by the fireplace
Act like you ain't even seen me standin' next to her
I'll tie your kicks together if you ever try and step to her
Must be why you trippin' when I ask you why you stressin' her
Passin' notes and textin' her, I'm 'bout to shoot the messenger
Used to smash, slap 'em on the ass and go away
They ask when I'ma call 'em and I hit 'em with a poker face
Coldest shoulder known to blow a load then leave 'em frozen, skate
Magnum wrapper in the trash, I told 'em nothin' gold can stay
Who's she? Guess I turned over a new leaf
Now I'm choosin' groups A through D over group Es
Lose sleep lately only countin' on these two sheep
You and me, baby, skippin' town up on these coupe seats
Must've broke the mold when they made you
Probably broke a nail or two flippin' off these lame dudes
Hollerin' in plain view, "Awesome, what's your name, boo?"
Barely had a dollar and a dream but it came true
Every time I see you in the world
You always step to my girl
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