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You got it, baby, you got it |
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Her name was |
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Kim, this light skinned girl from |
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ShaolinStood by my side when my world was caved in |
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She cooked for me, fix me up, plus made me happy |
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Every time she told me she loved me, |
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I said, "No" back |
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Since I was ****ed up in the game, migraines |
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No honey in pockets, all |
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I had was the change |
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Forty-five feelings, they got the beef |
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I through the heat to my dome |
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She said, "If you shoot, you ain't the real pretty tone" |
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Baby, come home, you not alone, be strong whether right or wrong |
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Our bond is even more stronger when the night is gone |
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Say, "Yo, starks relax, you know I got the hot water runningBaby, oiled down, pots in the oven" |
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And my loving, it's gone when they style old fashion |
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And, a, don't worry bout that jam, you gonna smash 'em |
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Whose asking, your still has come |
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Stay focused, keep it cool, you know |
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I love you |
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Love you too, babe, thank you |
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You out there, you got it, louder |
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The more I drowned, the more down he went |
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As if to say, them other chicks wasn't meant |
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When she came through, by every square inch possible |
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Help the kid get on out, every obstacle |
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Long talks at night, arguments and still trying solve |
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Whether who is right, we mad tight |
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And the way she, never call the cops on a nigga |
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Got me, open, even more on her with her banging body |
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My favorite sweetheart, cum, but don't ever stop |
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Your love, give me every drop, you kiss get's me very hot |
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Never felt feelings before, and felt so sure |
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Every time you put it on me, |
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I fiend for more |
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Think that's the reason why, can't leave, can't lie |
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Look you dead in the eye |
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Word to **** up, like |
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Ralph, baby, your the greatest |
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I'mma sell my guns, and with the cash |
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I'mma bring you to |
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VegasYou got it |
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I was down in the sea of love going down to a clear cloud |
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You came and saved me dear |
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It's too bad you didn't do it, |
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I ain't never been used to it |
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The way we stopped them, dear |
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To all the ladies who love they man |
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Though they **** up, and you still let them back in |
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Make some noise if you cook and you clean for 'em |
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Out of love, doing juks for them |
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To all my niggas who love a girl with good brains on 'em |
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Bagging to get your name tattooed on 'em |
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Kiss 'em in the morning, hold 'em, definitely show 'em |
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We got our crab down, packed when it's time to mold 'em |
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You out there, you got it, louder |
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I was down |