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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

Perfect Strangers Lyrics - Lil Wayne

I don't know who you are any more 

Talking to the man in her mirror 

That been fuckin' with these bitches 

And it's dangerous 

Sleepin' with these strangers 

Every night a different woman doing the same shit 

But, you don't even call anymore 

And you don't even care 

So who am I to love anyone 

I know it's fucked up 

Different city, switching women 

Putting cups up, getting fucked up 

 

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And, we don't even talk anymore 

Ain't go no time to spare 

So who are we to trust anyone 

And that's whats fucked up 

We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other 

And that's a fuck up 

 

Damn, love don't live here 

Love, I don't live here 

She say "Why you leave your shit here?" 

I'm tryna' be sincere 

When we both know it ain't right 

She hate that we can get lose 

But I can never hang tight 

We don't even make love anymore 

Acting like I've hung out of intention 

I'll be watching television 

And it's painless 

We act like we strangers 

I just don't know who we are anymore 

 

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I'm not supposed to be here 

'Cause love don't live here 

But I'm here, and she here 

She tell me stay all night 

She just want a refill 

And then she want to start fights 

'Bout what about how she feel 

She tell me I'm a cheap thrill 

I know she don't mean that 

She think I feed her lies 

But I don't get no feedback 

As she watch me pack 

"Baby where my keys at?" 

Kiss her on the forehead and tell her that I'll be back 

Her teeth smacked 

 

I don't know who you are any more 

Talking to the man in her mirror 

That been fuckin' with these bitches 

And it's dangerous 

Sleepin' with these strangers 

Every night a different women doing the same shit 

But, you don't even call anymore 

And you don't even care 

So who am I to love anyone 

I know it's fucked up 

Different city, switching women 

Putting cups up, getting fucked up 

 

And, we don't even talk anymore 

Ain't go no time to spare 

So who are we to trust anyone 

And that's whats fucked up 

We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other 

And that's a fuck up 

 

I was talking to myself the other day 

My homies call me cray 

My momma tell me "Pray" 

She said I need a day 

I said I need a bae 

She said believe in faith 

Mom, they love me either way 

Hold up, wait 

Let me set my alarm 

You say don't sweat your alarm 

And now the pressure is on 

So now there's sweat in my palm 

But her reception ain't warm 

So my deception preforms 

And then that silence is awkward 

Like am I deaf or alone 

I got a jet in the morn' 

And she upset and I'm calm 

And when a women in scarring 

Is when welcome is worn 

Now her temperature is showing 

And I just weathered her storm 

And she expect me to stay 

I be like "Let go my arm!" 

She said... 

 

I don't know who you are any more 

Talking to the man in her mirror 

That been fuckin' with these bitches 

And it's dangerous 

Sleepin' with these strangers 

Every night a different women doing the same shit 

But, you don't even call anymore 

And you don't even care 

So who am I to love anyone 

I know it's fucked up 

Different city, switching women 

Putting cups up, getting fucked up 

 

And, we don't even talk anymore 

Ain't go no time to spare 

So who are we to trust anyone 

And that's whats fucked up 

We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other 

And that's a fuck up 

 

We don't even make love anymore 

Acting like I've hung out of intention 

I'll be watching television 

And it's painless 

We act like we strangers 

I just don't know who we are anymore 

Perfect strangers 

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