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by Wale feat Jeremih & Rick Ross
Lyrics by: Jeremih, Rick Ross, Lex Luger
# Debut Chart
4 Jun '11 R&B
49 Sep '11 Hot 100


[CHORUS] [Jeremih] I apologize I don't recollect your name (Oooh, baby I don't know your name) But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame (Look at your body baby) Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time Girl how could we get that way? [Wale] Look, another day another dollar She hate me when I leave cuz when I leave I never call her That's life shit, alright, shit, I could call you right quick But if I call you gone be like “Boo why we haven't Skyped yet?” And I Skype, bet you say “Lay where my flight at” If I decline then you inquire on where I spend my nights at Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic But a woman worth some anger is certainly worth some effort Just look closer my life is quite deceptive Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression And when I'm back from off that road don't ask me no questions Please... fear watchu don't know

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[repeat CHORUS] [Wale] Don't remember how I met her but I know I won't forget her If loving her is wrong then I just know I won't see heaven She say she from Seattle, she twenty and some change Before I get to T.I.A. I'm sure to make her rain Then I'm back up on my plane Chi town over here We spend some time and get some wine have some miles from? I told her this here's overrated but I love your city baby Gotta get back to the D you know we finally famous Driver drop me off in Dallas I'm headed to some money TSA be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage I know I'ma always leave 'em but I swear I'll always love 'em Tell her you'll probably find someone but you'll never find another [repeat CHORUS] [Rick Ross] Got on my suede shoes, I'm in a great mood That baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta St. Louis Know she shining bright, got on my Cartier, she my Billie Jean we Minaj with Mary Jane See we city hop, Vegas to LA, brings alotta joy Buggati boy that's Laina Lane Our faucets used to drip, I used to ride the bench, but it was written in cursive for this king to exist Packed her bags now she live amongst entrepreneurs Marc Jacob the makeup Gi-Givenchy consumer Gianni Versace connoisseur a carnivore Accountable for half a million uncounted for [repeat CHORUS]


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