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Hello worldHope you’re listeningForgive me if I’m youngFor speaking out of turn

You should blame Ne-Yo, the tracking tail, of young playerShot down in this crime, check it outCut it right to the chase I’ma keep it bro… my wight from that side of the dance floor, sugarMy shoes are stepped on, my great … are gone, I spilled it

JR and Lindsey No problem breakin’ myself offIf that’s what keeps me focused, man, yeah(Gotta get it, gotta get it)Done had my share of silly heartbreaksAnd now, now I’m a bitch that got a plan