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Love's Traffic Jam
She said, "Baby I love you, baby I love you
Don't think that I don't need you, that I don't need you
Even though you're still my Boo, baby you're still my Boo
I'm sorry but I can't be with you, sorry but I can be with you"
This highway called life is fucking backed up with nothing but pain
Traffic slowed to a crawl, drivers are asking to change fucking lanes
With all of this heat bounce back off of the pavement, I'm watching my gauges
I placed the nine in my fucking lap, just in case there are road rages
Everyone on this road seems to have their own rules in this game
Some are blocking fucking traffic, while others are driving in the breakdown lane
Bitches honking their horns, giving the finger, while calling you names
I can tell by all of their faces they bare the burden of Love's shame
She said, "Baby I love you, baby I love you
Don't think that I don't need you, that I don't need you
Even though you're still my Boo, baby you're still my Boo
I'm sorry but I can't be with you, sorry but I can be with you"
I'm all fucking stress, I want traffic to speed the fuck up
But this traffic is like the love that I gave, it's motherfucking corrupt
If my Boo was here by my side, hell I could find my way through
Like Moses parting the Red Sea, my destination would come into plain view
I've got cars pulling to the side of the road, allowing me to pursue you
You're trying to evade, but like the Interceptor I'm sticking with you
We took flight off on an exit ramp and into the stratosphere we flew
With me chasing your love through out the universe and right on cue
She said, "Baby I love you, baby I love you
Don't think that I don't need you, that I don't need you
Even though you're still my Boo, baby you're still my Boo
I'm sorry but I can't be with you, sorry but I can't be with you"
Don't think that I don't need you, that I don't need you
Even though you're still my Boo, baby you're still my Boo
I'm sorry but I can't be with you, sorry but I can be with you"
This highway called life is fucking backed up with nothing but pain
Traffic slowed to a crawl, drivers are asking to change fucking lanes
With all of this heat bounce back off of the pavement, I'm watching my gauges
I placed the nine in my fucking lap, just in case there are road rages
Everyone on this road seems to have their own rules in this game
Some are blocking fucking traffic, while others are driving in the breakdown lane
Bitches honking their horns, giving the finger, while calling you names
I can tell by all of their faces they bare the burden of Love's shame
She said, "Baby I love you, baby I love you
Don't think that I don't need you, that I don't need you
Even though you're still my Boo, baby you're still my Boo
I'm sorry but I can't be with you, sorry but I can be with you"
I'm all fucking stress, I want traffic to speed the fuck up
But this traffic is like the love that I gave, it's motherfucking corrupt
If my Boo was here by my side, hell I could find my way through
Like Moses parting the Red Sea, my destination would come into plain view
I've got cars pulling to the side of the road, allowing me to pursue you
You're trying to evade, but like the Interceptor I'm sticking with you
We took flight off on an exit ramp and into the stratosphere we flew
With me chasing your love through out the universe and right on cue
She said, "Baby I love you, baby I love you
Don't think that I don't need you, that I don't need you
Even though you're still my Boo, baby you're still my Boo
I'm sorry but I can't be with you, sorry but I can't be with you"
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