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(feat. John Dough, Gina Thompson) |
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"Then why the hell you with me huh? Why the **** you with me? |
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Whatchu think I need you, you think I need THIS shit?!" |
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[Chorus: Gina Thompson] |
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You put a little rush on me, but you're not spendin no cheddar.. |
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You put a little rush on me, but you're not spendin no cheddar.. |
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[John Dough] |
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I remember when I used to hang out late with the crew |
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But after meetin you boo that hangin shit is through, I'm loyal |
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Plus, faithful to the end and when you talk about leavin |
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I'm on bended knee like Boyz II Men |
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Every now and then I cooks, clean, candlelight |
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Then if I truly set the scene put on some shit by Al Green |
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But lately you've been actin like the shit I do is weak and unromantic |
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And I can't understand it |
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I'm feelin like a duck, shit out of luck and stuck |
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What the **** is this relationship goin downhill or goin up? |
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Once upon a time it was all about you and |
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Me now it's all about, you me and he |
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Baby, never will I, love another lady |
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Cause I loved you more than R. Kelly loved Sadie |
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Maybe I should leave instead of gettin upset |
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And on some "Why Me Baby" shit like Keith Sweat |
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I bet, you never loved me from the get, and you woulda been split |
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If I didn't have loot to hit you off with |
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Feelin like you shot me down with the shottie |
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I guess it took a fool to learn that love don't love nobody |
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[Diamond] |
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Yo Johnny, me and you get the punani |
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Don't sweat that, cause true players don't respect that |
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[Chorus] |
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[Diamond] |
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Now my affinity for masculinity |
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Led me to steal virginities on rooftops in the vicinity of Trinity |
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Now I bounce in an Infiniti |
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The greeny green, gives me a feeling of serenity |
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But then it be, keepin me on my toes and it shows |
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In my demeanor, the hoes get meaner when a nigga's broke |
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In society's yoke |
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I get in you're damn broke wearin virgin lamb coats |
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Splurgin grand notes, I had her jigged out in such (yeah) |
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In my clutch yo son I got touched somethin awful |
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I thought I had her locked down |
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But she got down, with some kid three blocks down |
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You know I took back the fox now (the fox now) |
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And on her grill all you see are the knots |
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Now tell me if you ever been, cause son I never been |
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See in this game I'm a veteran |
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You know I wet 'em then, in my heart I won't let 'em in |
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Sittin on my lap I give 'em gaps like David Letterman |
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Then set 'em and, send 'em on their way |
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Laid back in the Beamer, sippin Alize |
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[Chorus x2] |
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[Gina Thompson ad libs to fade] |