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Man life's so crazy

I know she's just some lady

And my outfit 80s

Got buzz rappin' bout a red Mercedes

Murdered out 22in wheels

Looks so good with your 6in heels

Fly shit you on, i got Gucci and you got Louboutin

She pop her ass like she pop her gum

Takin' shots like work for Clintons

Yellow bone straight out the simpsons

Now watch me take you home with this one

I got somethin' you gon' like

And you got somethin' i cant fight

And we got somethin' we both like

Yeah we got something we both like

She gettin the best of me

Cant tell if she is stressed or pressed on me

And she do both especially

Since all these girls be testin' me

Then of course she gonna question me

Askin' why i let this girl stand next to me

But, you should laugh, cause you my other half

And these other girls just fightin over the rest of me

We was touching n feelin' our way to third base

And we hit home plate

We don't even remember our first date

But we made no mistakes

She's getting the best of me

The best of me

Best of me

Of me

Of me

The best of me

The best of me

The best of me

Of me

Of me

The best of me

Best of me

The best of me

Of me

Of me