Must Be

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Must be, you
 Must be
 Must be, you
 Must be (Shawty, where you goin'?)
 Whippin' and swervin', hittin' them curbs, 'cause I'm on my way to come get ya (yeah)
 The way that you serving making me nervous, nobody gimme this feeling (feeling)
 We don't do dates 'fore we can relate, 'cause we just be smokin' and chillin' (yeah)
 Know you been waitin', gotta stay patient, we'll be on top in a minute (minute)
 I saw it in the beginning (yeah), you were bound to give me problems
 Go back and forth like it's tennis (tennis), you got everybody watching
 But I see the stars when I'm in it (in it), but I gotta leave when I'm finished
 Gotta get back to my business (yeah), money and fucking these bitches
 You must be lonely, you must be sad
 Keep hitting up my phone and asking where I'm at
 You be complicated, but still make me laugh
 She's a real pain in the ass, but she still get the bag
 When I'm mad I still want her, with me
 Like the first day we met, first time we had sex, babe
 Girl, just hold on to me, don't be afraid, no, no
 No more lying, no more cheating
 No more spying for no reason
 Cut it out, cut it out
 You know how much I love you
 And how much I need you
 How much I need you, I be on my way to come see you, see you
 You got a man we ain't equal, equal
 I would never do you like he do, he do
 Most of these girls be see through, see through
 Why your home girls so evil, evil?
 Ain't none of your friends business
 Ain't none of your friends business 'bout what we do
 You wanna be more than a number two
 I wanna be more than a one night dude
 I'm just tryna chill and fuck on you
 I'm just tryna make you comfortable
 I'm just tryna make you comfortable (oh)
 Hit that block and stunt with you
 Anything you wanna do, anything you wanna do (you, oh, woah)
 You must be lonely, you must be sad (sad)
 Keep hitting up my phone and asking where I'm at (ah, yeah)
 You be complicated, but still make me laugh
 She's a real pain in the ass, but she still get the bag
 When I'm mad I still want her, with me
 Like the first day we met, first time we had sex, babe
 Girl, just hold on to me
 Don't be afraid, no, no (no, no, no, no, ooh)
 No more lying, no more cheating (no more cheating)
 No more spying for no reason (oh, no, no, no)
 Cut it out, cut it out
 You know how much I love you
 And how much I need you
 

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02:41
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139 BPM

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