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Headache

de Dee Gatti

When it's me, you know, got 'em pissed off
Wondering why I'm never pickin' up my phone (oh)

Where would I be if not laid up with you?
No, this ain't the type of shit I be on
I be on moves

But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
(Drug, yeah, yeah)

(I miss you)
(I tried calling you three times)
(Um, I love you)
(I will never ever go, no)

Never been a home body
But I'd stay at home for your body
Wakin' up to sex and makin' breakfast
Postin' on the 'gram, these bitches jealous

Where would I be if not laid up with you?
No, this ain't the type of shit I be on
I be on moves

But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah

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