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Can't wait 'til we make real love |
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Because these conjugal visits just ain't enough |
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I'm really lookin' forward to a future for us |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it, I'm a be right here waitin' on you |
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Even took a second job |
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So they won't take the cars an' put a lean on the house |
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I know it's gonna be a while before you get out |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it, I'm a be right here waitin' on you |
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An' them dudes you ran with are foul |
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They've been tryna get at me, ever since you been down |
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Even my girls are tellin' me I should end it all now |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it, I'ma be |
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All I can think about is that honey complexion |
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An' the way your skin glow when you slip on them D&R dresses |
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I know you wonderin' why I got you a Smith & Wesson |
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'Cuz them niggaz in the hood is the reason we stressin' |
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I miss that gangsta lovin' an' that lil' affection |
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An' butter soft lips when you kissin' my chest an' |
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Mary, I put nothin' above you |
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An' behind that vest I got a heart, ma, gangstas need love too |
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Some think the worst of you |
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They betray you as a man, it's not that far from the truth |
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You were caught up in the game an' now it's caught up to you |
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Baby, don't worry about it, I'm a be right here, waitin' on you |
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It use to be caramel skin tones, Spreewell rims on |
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Glasshouse, ass out, Jacob watch, gems stones |
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Bandana, Nike Airs, tennis bracelet, wife here |
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Black rag, do or die, 45 right here |
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Every time I was down, you was always right here |
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Whenever visitin' hours came, I know my wife there |
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So pink diamonds right there, Chain hang ice there |
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The reason for my tattooed tear, I need you to hold me down |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it |
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I'm a be right here waitin' on you |
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I'm locked up, countin' the days down |
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Tryna hold my head 'cuz the penitentiary ain't no playground |
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I'm dyin' in here, I don' know how you stay down |
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In the shootin' range twice a week, bussin' that tre pound |
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I would neva aks you to wait around |
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But how do a white sandy beach in San Tropez sound? |
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An' no more outta town trips on the Greyhound |
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Just me hittin' like a beat from Dr. Dre out |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it |
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I'm a be right here waitin' on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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I'll be waiting on you |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it |
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I'm a be right here waitin' on you |
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I'm lookin' for a future with you, baby |
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I wanna see you real soon, real soon, real soon |
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I'll be right there, I'll be right there |
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Baby, don't worry 'bout it, I'm a be right here, waitin' on you |
