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Lyrics: Teairra Mari. Deuces.

Boy I, Boy I, Boy I, Boy I, Boy I know you thought I'd
never leave ya
I never hesitate to throw my peace up (and pull it)
Oh yea I bought that Bentley, give them keys up
(stupid)
Nigga couldn't see he had a good thing
Don't-Don't-Don't-Don't be tryna have your mama call me
(call me)
From now on act like you ain't never saw me (saw me)
Save all your money on the flowers and candy
You wasn't buying all that shit when you had me, so


Whoaa, Whoaa, Ohh
Yea I'm chucking up my deuces
Whoaa, Whoaa, Whoah
Boy I know you never thought I'd leave you
Whoaa, Whoaa, Whoaa, Yea Yea

I know you mad but so what
I don't give a fuck
Now I gotta throw my deuces up


I'm on my bullshit
I'm chucking my deuces up to him
(I know you never thought I'd leave)
And no nigga I will never, never, never, ever try to
make it work
Oh yea I had to say (say) bye-bye, say bye-bye (bye-
bye), say bye-bye (bye-bye) to him (to him)
Say (Say) bye-bye(b-b-b-bye-bye), say bye-bye, say bye-
bye to him (get your ass outta here)