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Fu*K It by Brae
even though we didnt go out for a long time
in that time i thought u were only mine
then we broke up and i figured out i was in your game
and now that i think about it your really lame
how can you stoop that low
oh well because u found out u did a h*e
now she hits and beats on u
the game was played but look on who
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