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Fuck that nigga.
I'm sorry let me calm down.
Quit trippin' let me breathe
OK, I'm alright now.
She got a whole lot of nerve, walk past me without sayin' word
Cat on her arm, look like a nerd
Tell me that ain't your new man

So that ya new boyfriend?
I'm truthfully not impressed
I see that ya had to,
settle for second best.
So that ya new boyfriend?
Better tell him to quit steppin'
'cause I'd hate to have to, hurt, your new man

She walkin' through the club with this cat,
Gossin' to all her friends
Got her drinkin' on dope crystal and,
Guess the nigga got ends.
Now I don't mind her findin' someone else,
No that ain't the case
But she came to the club knowin'
I was gonna be here so she could front that nigga in my face.

That shit ain't right! Yeah, yeah, yeah.
So they pulled up to the spot in a convertible seven fourty five. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That nigga like eight feet tall, and I'm chillin' at about five nine. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Black credit card with no limit and I'm knowin' he be hittin' it.
So what?
If I really wanted that I'm bettin' I could get it back.

So that ya new boyfriend?
I'm truthfully not impressed
I see that ya had to,
settle for second best.
So that ya new boyfriend?
Better tell him to quit steppin'
'cause I'd hate to have to, hurt, your new man

They walkin' hand in hand
She got a brand new man, understand, I'm really not givin' a damn
But she, got him walkin' dressin' like me
And if I had the chance most likely,
I would whoop his ass discretely
Case of jealousy

So that ya new boyfriend?
I'm truthfully not impressed
I see that ya had to,
settle for second best.
So that ya new boyfriend?
Better tell him to quit steppin'
'cause I'd hate to have to, hurt, your new man

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