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Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor girl
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor girl

You ain't seen me looking clean
I've been bumping for some weeks
It's rare I'm on the scene
I like to make em turn heads like
Ohh that boy mean with his fat boy lean (What)
With his fat boy lean (What)
With his fat boy lean (What)
Looking like I sold dope
But I don't though
A lot of brothers sell hope and lie about it to you
Leave you all alone to cry about it
Once is too many times
Come get some truth
I'm honest about mine

Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor girl
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor girl

Trail Blazer like Jack Ramsay, they can't stand me
All aces, I'm full handed, I up ante
Wanna show you a good time, let you get fancy
A good arc for a good heart, make you get antsy
Broke the GPS
You shoulda left, shoulda left
He know where to find his stuff
To the left, to the left
You with the open affection, he keep it close to the chest
No time for exceptions, you deserving the best

Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor baby
Do yourself a favor girl



Credits
Writer(s): James Taylor
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