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When you thought it was no love |
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It's always love around the world |
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When you think it's no war |
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It's always war |
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[verse 1] |
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Ayo, ayo i almost got caught by this young bitch, a dumb bitch |
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I offered her ones, she wanted hundreds |
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She don't even drink, shorty sips sunkiss |
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Caught me on the one on one, always try to tongue kiss |
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She aint the type of girl that i'll have my son wit |
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Days are fun wit, ****ed everywhere brought stuffed teddy bears |
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Told me that she loved me and she very scared |
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Up until now, she never trusted any man |
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She never knew about my other boo, comin through |
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My dimepiece teachin summer school, part time |
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At night, honey was a stripper |
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Givin cats lap dances, the money was quicker |
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Mid town manhattan crib, shorty live by herself |
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Raisin little man, five and still shit on hisself |
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In the fridge, wasn't shit on the shelf |
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Roach legs and cheese |
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She was the head pro, you know she got a extra key |
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She met my dog, slept in my draws |
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Now she go in my pockets, intercept my calls |
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Like the other day, young love called me from school |
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She answered and hung up, arguments was brung up |
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For a hot second, hit me with tears, somethin not expected |
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Stared at my eyes like i got her pregnant |
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Said nate, i never really ever want you to go |
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I said it's somethin that i want you to know |
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Hook: |
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You're my young love |
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My lady (knawmean) |
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You're everything in this world there is to me |
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(that's the way it's supposed to be) |
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I gotta be with you, or someone |
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Fly young love, my young love |
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[verse 2] |
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Yo, yo, yo in the cut, young love still diggin her guts |
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In school sick, callin me to pick her up, jumped in the whip |
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Swervin on my way to murry bergdrom |
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I could tell by her voice phone call was kinda urgent |
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Lights i run through, she might be in the lunch room |
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I get there, sign her out, fakin like her uncle |
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Back to the rest, i give her tylenol |
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The bitch supposed to be sick, showin no signs at all |
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Playin sega, laughin cuz she made me wake up |
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My punishment, when all she really wanted was dick |
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Not thinkin 'bout my other chick, the one with the key |
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Off work at 5 o'clock, today somethin to three |
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Jumpin in while i'm humpin this freak, i heard the door lock |
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Nature i'm home, went straight for the phone |
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Call her friend up, talk ten minutes, me and shorty gettin dressed |
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No record, nothing more to discuss |
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She start flippin, put her bra on, she told her i'm wrong |
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The door opened, automatic time bomb |
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My lady blanked out, reach in her purse, pull a shank out |
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I side stepped, still she caught me on my bicep |
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My young shorty never tried to run |
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She stood there toe to toe with this hoe, and took alotta lump |
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Sheddin blood til one of them go |
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She a thug but i want her to know |
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Hook |
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[verse 3] |
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Uh huh, what, what, what |
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I woke up the next morning feeling guilty |
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10:30, the phone rang, shorty wanna bill wit me, chill wit me |
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Askin me to snatch her up |
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I couldn't tell it was fake, thought she wanna patch it up |
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Like it's all love, shorty's grill was all gauzed up |
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She tried to smile, though she sore as **** |
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Apologize, tears ran outta my eyes |
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Not even one swear as i started to drive |
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Thought nothing of it, i put the tape on |
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See they caught up in some love shit, knowin they wrong |
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I pulled up right in front of the store, hopped out of the car |
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50 cent quickly got a cigar |
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Said we need to find a place where we can park and talk |
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Where police don't come, we can spark and talk |
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I know the spot, it's just about a block from us now |
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Comin up on your right, where we might could sit down |
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I never knew that my boo had a gun in her hand |
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Til she put it to my chest where she want it to land |
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Post up, before she let one of them go |
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I said it's something that i want you to know... |
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