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(La-la) (La-la-la-la-lie) (La-la) (La-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie) Home on the weekend summertime Told me that you'd pick me up in your ride Heard you're at a party on the eastside Wish that I could say it was the first time Say it but don't do it, you just tryna to keep me muted Baby I'm done being honest with you Got me looking stupid and I'm tired of going through it Baby I'm done being honest with you Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you If you gonna keep on la-la-la-lying why would I tell the truth Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you Why you gotta make me (Why you gotta make me) (La-la) (La-la-la-la-lie) (La-la) It's my turn to be reckless It's my turn to ignore all your textin' It's my turn to have sex with your friends And I'm just playin' but what if I wasn't I deserve your respect instead of rejection Reminder I am perfection I'm not the one to be messed with You want the truth It's in your reflection Say it but don't do it, you just tryna to keep me muted Baby I'm done being honest with you Got me looking stupid and I'm tired of going through it Baby I'm done being honest with you Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you If you gonna keep on la-la-la-lying why would I tell the truth Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you Why you gotta make me (Why you gotta make me) (La-la) (La-la-la-la-lie) (La-la) Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you If you gonna keep on la-la-la-lying why would I tell the truth Why you gotta make me la-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la-lie to you La-la-la-la-lie