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Hey boy, you know sometimes when two people are in love |
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They just can't seem to get it together |
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And that's how I feel about you |
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[Jean Grae] |
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He already knew I was down for the cause |
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But hard to get is much more fun |
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What's better than that really? |
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Son was like feel me? |
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I was all Nah |
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Catchin' feelings truly upset when he had to go |
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And school me on ways of catchin a mate, god |
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I'm matchin' a date cuz I'm lackin skills |
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Smaller than an Ipod |
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I'm kiddin I know the mackin is rules |
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Was tackin on the wifey latch since backpackin in school |
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But he's different though I feel him mo |
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Can't play it simple, No! |
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Can't **** up the friendship for them dimples, Nope! |
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I need to enter his space and probe his INTERSCOPE |
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Just like im vanity lookin for his inner glow |
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He's not a BAD BOY, never sampled his type before |
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Moved to New York from Los Angeles |
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Cali Swagger ain't attached to nothin |
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We puffin analyzing the city after he's rollin somethin |
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I wanna ROCK A FELLA so bad, oh man |
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Note pad filled with all the ink his soul had |
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Visions of us. Kissin the whole nine |
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No JIVE could picture his whole profile |
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But I can't sleep, I risk the chance of losin everything |
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A friendship is more important than a wedding ring |
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Now he's callin me I keep actin SHADY |
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And lately screenin all his calls to escape |
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He keepin my heart safely tucked in, but I can't function |
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Until the AFTERMATH of our conjunctions passed |
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Punkin out, Im duckin out his way |
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Can't look him in the face, eyes drippin with game |
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My mind is trippin again, damn |
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[Jean's alter ego Talking] |
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You got me goin crazy |
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I think I, I think I love you |
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But |
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[Jean Grae talking] |
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Maybe it just shouldn't be us two |
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Maybe I'm just not the one who's right you know |
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And maybe we can't be together tonight |
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Or maybe it's just not good |
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I mean, maybe you just need another girl |
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Maybe I can't just be in your world |
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Maybe we just can't be together |
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For you, whatever |
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[Jean's alter ego talking] |
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Boy you got me going crazy |
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Should we be lovers |
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Should we be friends |
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I just wanna be with you, until the end |
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[Jean Grae] |
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I Jean Grae solemly need this Fresh to death man |
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Even blind girls can see that he's DEF JAM |
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I'm in this UNIVERSAL problem |
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Y'all can probably relate, y'all follow then |
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So do I give my lovin to him? |
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Or would that just ruin everything that we're about |
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I'm so attached to him |
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He knows the way I am, tempers un-godly so |
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Domestic violence could turn to me on DEATH ROW |
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He's so persistant with it, we're makin out again |
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We double datin, out with one of his COLUMBIA friends |
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He didn't graduate, Son makes him feel shitty |
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We leave the place, and run hand in hand around the city |
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He leans in kisses me, his G UNIT shiftly |
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My mind is ? movin into ecstasy |
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His warmth next to me, now we're all neckin |
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Layin in his arms affection |
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[Jean Grae talking] |
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Maybe it should be us two together |
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And maybe I'm the one for you forever |
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Or maybe we we're suppose to be together tonight |
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And maybe everything is just right |
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And maybe I'm your love until the end of time |
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And maybe I'm suppose to be yours, and you mine |
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And maybe It's just alright |
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And for you still, whatever |
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[Jean's alter ego talking] |
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Well I guess I, I guess I was the one for you |
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This is beautiful, Just us together forever and ever and ever |
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Can I get you anything? |
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Do you need some weed? |
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A backrub? |
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A slice of cake? |
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I'd do anything for you boy |
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Anything, anything |
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Except for that |