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sure you don't miss
It's the true for ya, true feature
I could go on for days about it screaming, "Alicia"
Walking down the block with brother common
very, very popular, but I just don't know whether it was a hit single. 



The Bee Gees version was first out on the movie soundtrack album Melody
ya if ya might wanna gimme yo name its on your status, ya know I seen you time to time, you seem available, that don't mean shit, all these bitches
don't know

I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville
to resurrect me, mosh is too sexy to even make songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
Too many featured MCs, and producers
on to the shore, they'll be taking the key from the door. 

I don't want no god on my lawn 
Just a flower I can help along 
'Cause the soul of no body knows
don't know

I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville
don't know

[Chorus]
I dug my key into the side 
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took
outfit's un-wearable, my shoes don't fit you
My pain's unbearable 
But niggers didn't listen to my shit
Ain't hearing ya, I've been that nigger dog, 
You
songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
To many featured emcees, and producers is popular
Twelve thousand spins, nobody
songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is popular
Twelve thousand spins,
His name Kweli (You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib)
I mean (That's my favorite CD that I play at my crib)
I mean (You don't really know him, why
alike, look a, look alike Alicia Keys
Haha, you don't know me
Don't say shit, you know who I'm talking to
All my hoodrat bitches
Neneh, Aqua and Trip
By Joe Thomas & Howard Biggs
This is Eric Clapton's version

I've got you on my mind, I'm feeling kind of sad and low,
I've got you on my mind,
Premier and Guru, this goes out to you
Special Ed and Buckshot, this a shout to you
I don't know if its the end but yo it might be
Big up to Q-Tip, Alicia
sound like mine? 
Now, to have a partna as well as my friend 
Well I have two partnas as well as my friend 
And on goes by the name of...
Maganoo aka
already over supernova
I'm Kobe you a nigga I'm hooping over
Know me big homie
The one and only
Ice Cube don't get airplay
Cause I'm from L.A. and rep
ain't changin'! (Ah Ha!)
Can't nobody lie I keep kenwoods bangin! (Boom!)
And I don't need an introduction bitch you know tha' name! (Yeaaa!)
So go
never even called me by my name

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
two and three
Bad little mama, she built like Alicia Keys
No facade, her strut is hard, based on books by
Intelligent jail crooks, writing to let
never even call me by my name

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me charlie pride
And you don't have to call me Merle
Doesn't Mean Anything Lyrics
    by Alicia Keys
    I Am Lyrics
    by Mary J Blige
    Fuck U Silly Lyrics
    by Cassie
    5 Star Chick Lyrics
don't know

[Chorus]
I dug my key into the side 
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took
Pacquaio box 'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence 
How am
Pacquaio box 'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence 
How am