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nobody finna treat her better than me
All them kisses on her body issa delicately
Always put her on top she like a header for me
And we bout the business

I'ma get in the whip and get chased by all my highs, oh
Smoke up, and relax, that's my way
All I wanted was a wife, but I got fake
Her nigga flexin'

Blinded by smoke you cannot see me
Like Nia Long I’m stroking too deep
What’s on my mind? Just this money
Don’t hit my line it’s on DND
I trained

I like my hoes by the two's when I dig 'em out,
Couple racks, I made room for a big amount,
They had us in the first half we winnin' now,
Now my

says I am the one, but the kid is not my son  
  
 For forty days and for forty nights  
 The law was on her side  
 But who can stand when she's in

Uh
Someone made a mess in my account (someone sound like me, yes)
Someone bought a Patek in a panic (yes, yes)
Forty Bentley addict, I go manic

Play that lil kitty meow, aye
Kick a nigga like ling-how
Free my brother Pat, he be gone too long
Nigga back back cause I’m going too strong
Break her

used to have love for her
By at the end I was just dumb for her
All jokes aside yeah I swear I had fun with her
But she broke my heart so I swear that

a princess I'm a charmer
Only 2 rings when I called her
She makes the bigger picture much smaller
But this not a movie had to warn her
Warn her warn her
Wait

get all her head try see what all she like
She said you funny just talk to me nice
If you play your cards right you can hit by tonight
And I'm too geek

recognize her by face you wanna talk but she starts
She says she needs a new friend Her family had just moved in
She offers up her hand and you take it like

So, I typed a text to a girl I used to know
Like, "Baby, I done changed, see I had some time to grow"
"No", was the reply, followed by my, "Why?

or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one

At miscommunicating
Love has got you waiting
Every day, by the phone
You got to pay for it
Like a martyr
I'm a goner

Follow the rules to get where you're going
Put

Sequel

Harry Chapin

VH1 Behind the Music: The Harry Chapin Collection

2001

on her face as she opened the door
Was like an old joke told by a friend
It'd taken ten more years but she'd found her smile
And I watched the corners

distinctly reminded him of his. She was running through chords; her thin fingered hands danced a ballet across the fretboard as the other plucked strings like

Room In Here

The Game

Malibu

2016

What can we do?

She had a bright smile, big white teeth, I mean
Whiter than a white T, remind me of wifey
Met her at the studio, sort of like a high

beating a long, long drop
I like to think it's not only the scum that makes it to the top

They feed her love in millivolts, and faith in plastic spoons

not like these other niggas she been with
When she's with me, got her hitting notes
She on her Mariah Carey shit
She like when I touch her body
Pin her

Verse 1:
He never called her by her name, just a dirty whore
Shocked, every single time when she heard the door-
Lock, the first tear dropped

forming
Giving her all my heart because I know that hers is warming
The girl you wanna be next to when you wake up in the morning
Just like Ramz, I'm not

out
Yeah you know she fuckin' spout
BUT NOT FROM HER PUSSY FROM THE BRAIN ITS INSANE
IF YOU, OFF COCAINE
Really show her pain
I be goin' through it like

She's a satanist, she be drawing pentagrams on her body
Yeah, I know
Keep my eyes on the money while she's dripping some honey
Yeah, I'm her idol
Her

liver
When I kiss her 
It seems that I can't see the bigger picture
I'm distracted by her body 
And my knees they shake and quiver
And I like the shit,