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Yo, Cass what up son? |
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Whats goin' on playboy? |
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How it looking over there |
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You know I got me a good one and all that |
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Oh, okay, okay |
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You know I got me something lovely too |
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You know how we do |
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You know how we like 'em super official |
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All day if it ain't official I ain't fucking with it |
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Thats rite son |
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Yeah, lets do this |
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So many nights I felt like crying |
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Can't get you off my mind |
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All this time I felt like dying |
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Love's so hard to find |
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So I, gotta move on |
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Yes I, gotta stay and strong |
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And I, gotta keep it going |
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So long, so long |
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It's usually the beauty that attract me |
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But perhaps she was the right person |
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Her personality made me happy |
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And that's why I pursued her |
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I'm a dude that make maneuvers |
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If I choose her then she whipped |
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'Cuz my dick as long as a ruler |
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She made me kinda crazy |
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It's cool, as long as I school her |
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I'm smooth as Grand Puba |
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And I can charm a computer |
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For us to conversate |
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All it take to make an impression |
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Like a teacher lecturing |
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When I'm speaking she taking lessons |
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But everytime we argue |
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And fight, I feel like I'm dying |
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I feel like cryin' tell you the truth |
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You feel like I'm lying |
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But I'ma move on |
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'Cuz I'm strong as ever without you |
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I can do better |
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But I can never forget about you |
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So many nights I felt like crying |
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Can't get you off my mind |
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All this time I felt like dying |
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Love's so hard to find |
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So I, gotta move on |
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Yes I, gotta stay and strong |
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And I, gotta keep it going |
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So long, so long |
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Ay yo, I laced you with the girl |
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Braclets when you were young |
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Doing your thing you want the M5 |
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I buy you the businesses |
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Queen of the temple |
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With the scent of a lemon |
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All of the linen shit |
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At the time I'm just reserving your? |
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With all that long hair |
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Sexy wear, walk in your Von gear |
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We at the palm |
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You all up under my arm wear |
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We shopping, embracing you |
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With locks and glocks |
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And tims, flying from Africa |
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Yo back to the block |
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You just a siddolger |
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Thats why your ones is ozzed up |
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'Cuz when I needed you |
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You never get frozzed up |
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A laced out lady with taste |
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I gotta just kiss your face |
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Keep your nigga grounded |
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These are the brakes, one |
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So many nights I felt like crying |
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Can't get you off my mind |
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All this time I felt like dying |
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Love's so hard to find |
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So I, gotta move on |
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Yes I, gotta stay and strong |
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And I, gotta keep it going |
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So long, so long |
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Without us being close its depressing |
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They say nobody perfect |
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But honey-roasted complexion |
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Is close to perfection |
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Plus she gotta body that could probably |
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Turn a gay man straight |
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To stay in shape |
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Mammi started taking karate |
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So while she get it in the gym |
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Running the treadmill |
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I'm running from Feds still |
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Keep one in the head still |
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I be remenicen boo |
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Missing you, thats being real |
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'Cuz you nice in the bed |
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And you nice with the head skills |
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You awfully fine |
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I cant get you off my mind |
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I ain't frontin' |
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Yeah, I lost it dime |
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But you crossed the line |
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And ain't follow directions |
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You gone, getting back togethers |
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Out of the question, I moved on |
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So many nights I felt like crying |
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Can't get you off my mind |
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All this time I felt like dying |
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Love's so hard to find |
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So I, gotta move on |
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Yes I, gotta stay and strong |
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And I, gotta keep it going |
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So long, so long |
