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I don't fuck with you But I'm still in love with you (Yeah) And I know it's been a minute Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama Oh, I don't fuck with you But I'm still in love with you (Yeah) And I know it's been a minute Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama Yeah, December when we met it was so cold Drive to Forest Hills bumpin', bumpin' J. Cole Sound like J. Lo but move like Bey You got real low when you got a taste A taste of fame, a taste of change A taste of 'caine, a taste of pain I don't know why that we're still tryin' But it's all in my head 'cause you got a guy I don't fuck with you But I'm still in love with you (Yeah) And I know it's been a minute Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama Oh, I don't fuck with you But I'm still in love with you (Yeah) And I know it's been a minute Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama Songtexte Without you It's really hard, really livin' without you I've been seein' all them triple digits without you Everything about these bitches, man, make about you And if you ever need somebody, baby, I got you Gold don't replace your touch Stoned, so in case you love Never thought we'd split But I fucked a new girl, but you're all I miss, hey I don't fuck with you But I'm still in love with you (Yeah) And I know it's been a minute Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama Oh, I don't fuck with you But I'm still in love with you (Yeah) And I know it's been a minute Miss the smell of your coffee in the kitchen, mama Aus Songtexte Mania