IRC-Galleria

I use to hang out with my boo
chill out with my boo
He use to be my boo
and he would call me boo
and i would call him boo
but no he ain't my boo

*Somehow we've grown apart
and i can't see to find your place in my heart
Don't wanna say we finished
I wanna go back to the start
but it's hard and i just seen you with another girl
but i..

**I ain't even trippin'
and i ain't even mad at ya
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cause me and you been over
which means that i been over
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.
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I was in the club with my boo
In love with my boo
Can't tell me nothin' bout my boo
I use to fight over my boo
Lookin right for my boo
Now, i ain't that tight with my boo
I fell out of bein in love with you

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I been pushing you to the edge
I been twisting your wrist
So that you would leave this
and now we're more like fading paint
We use to be bright red
and now we ain't
and i ain't trippin'

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