Key: G major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
believe he's fucking her
This plays out like a romance novel
involving hearts and hovels
I heard homegirl does the head bobble
For any John in the district, city, or county
I sop up the goods like bounty
Like I heard she got on his
head like a bounty
Now even though I heard these games
Covered by stonewashed
labels and armor
And though he is a charmer
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to deflect his thoughts of inferiority
and you know what that means
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And the media and his press
put obsidian breath
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I'll talk shit to anyone who'll listen,
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I label a true story
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Put those paints and claim to good use
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Make a mess and hope to find proof
Hoard me out, allegory,
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I label a true story
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Put those paints and claim to good use
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Make a mess and hope to find proof
to the people at the scrap
But I only run rumors like Fleetwood Mac
But I think word and paragraph,
the third is Stephanie
Rhyme book, line book, joker, smoker
He owes poker pals
because we're broke or like Al
You don't lose weight
and says he heard his own songs
But the only difference
But you know I was at a house party
and he made an eyeball playlist
And he was so pretentious,
I mean he refused to speak
Well I never introduced myself
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he's still initiating sweet conversation
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He's like one -third diplomat,
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a real Santana type
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If you bore me now, who poured me out?
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Allegory, I label it true story
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Put those paints you're claim
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Make a mess and hope to find proof
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If you bore me now, who poured me out?
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Allegory, I label it true story
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Put those paints you're
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Make a mess and hope to find proof
And claimed that her miscarriage
was a scam
He's called her like a priest
I only say peace because I
say what I mean
I've never hated anyone
who's ever hurt me
Blackouts and booth -a -thon,
roll down Paula Fokker's
Break boundaries around the rumor mill
Shit! Beat the rumbles with a switch,
and the murmurs get it too
But there's only so much
I will argue that you don't know
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Sherry like I do
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is probably not true
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Every single word is pointed
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You're a kin with a firing line,
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In general, I'm fed in land intervals
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And OD like Tio, you see pros are smokey
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middle name Theo
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Allegory, I label a true story
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Put those paints and claim the good use
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Make a mess and hope to find proof
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You bore me now, who bored me out
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Allegory, I label a true story
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Put those paints and claim the good use
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Make a mess and hope to find
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proof
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Outro 1
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