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Habits

That ain’t me That ain’t me I’ve got habits, I can’t beat You ain’t one Hit the street I’ve got a habit That ain’t you , guess it’s me Yeah it’s me I’ve got a habit of staying at home Scrollin all night and Texting on the phone but not to you though Because you ain’t my habit no more Not no more! So what or who’m I going to do? What’m I going to wear? Should I cut, straighten, dye or curl my hair? That ain’t the habit I mean, I keep it clean But I’m only reading I ain’t in the magazines I got some habits and they’re not you Not enough time too much to do I’m making a lot of habits baby But not a one of them is you Leave me be That ain’t me That ain’t me Keep it moving Let me be Stop making me your habit I told you quit/(that s) bothering me and leave me be. I’m not goin to tell anybody How I think they should see me Instead I’ll just keep This one habit I have Of just being me! Diet soda Bubblegum Pickin my nose I know it sounds snotty Man everyone does My feet are bare and dirty And sometimes I still suck my thumb I got habits I’ve got a habit and it ain’t you I got a habit of singing the blues Go and find another habit Get something else to do That ain’t me. That ain’t me That ain’t me I’ve got habits I can’t beat You ain’t one hit the street I’ve got a habit It ain’t you cause it’s me Yeah it’s me

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