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My Baby [With Intro]

Jagged Edge

Unleashed

2003

what's the reason for tears
I was wishing you could tell me your fears
But I'll start with ya name
You told me how ya man playing games
So I said that

what's the reason for tears
I was wishing you could tell me your fears
But I'll start with ya name
You told me how ya man playing games
So I said that

bitch, brown eyes
Big titties but a lowlife
Backed up, at me
How the fuck did I do this shit!?
RAGE!

Ain't got time for you
I ain't got time for shit
I

Go DJ

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never harming young
Fly Wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking (shut up)
And I ain't just begun, I been

to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never harming young
Fly Wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talking (shut up)
And I ain't just begun, I been

by both sides of the leaf
Save your soul, spend your money
Laugh at it's jokes and pretend they're funny
Talk about your goals and hide your wants
Give

you
Can't remember the last time I heard, son, I'm proud of you
My stomach's on empty, man, I don't know what I'ma do
All alone in this world, ain't

Cocaine!
I got kids to feed
Man, I can't see why they would envy me
I ain't even out here gettin' MVP
My studio, has empty seats
I ain't playin' no little

tapping
I laid the egg, I'm hatching, got your head scratching

You acting with a reaction that got me laughing
Like I ain't adding, fifty tracks and thirty

her skin is brown
Don't make a move you little slut
Let off a shot it hit your gut
Sophie you think I'm done
You silly bitch I got a gun
You can't run,

plans witnessed a man die
Was only fifteen, should've been a beauty queen, still
See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed
Little girl,

nigga keep it 100 that's all you gotta do

Niggas say they got your back but they ain't caring for ya (Nah nah)
Watch my back when I smoke cuz of paranoia

"Somebody's pulling me close to ground
I can sense but I can't see
I ain't panicked, I've been here before
Same as when I got popped
On a Hundred

ain't got no cash, you down bad, man, I'm mad for you
And your bitch fuckin' on the gang, damn, it's bad for you
I just want some top from the bitch while

ain't no one to trust
You gotta let your gun go
I told your mom, she gon pop shit for lil' Marlo 
Blah, blah, yeah

Yeah, finessin and trappin

boy, call me Uzi
Yeah
I got a redbone, I got a yellow bone
I'm talking brown skin
I'm bout' to take them home
504 nigga, murder Capital
Nigga, you

margarita got you feel so sweet a
They gone hate when they see your diamonds twinkling
By the ears
Its a shame how things just move so fast 
Pulling up inn

is great
At times I get agitated
By mess you've created
With your exaggerated model
Of what's real or outdated
I appeal to the not-so-masses
You know

out a coke can
Nigga got so much work, talkin' work
When I'm in the car
They still say I'm ridin' in the work van
Oh man, oh man, you don't really know

and you dying
I ain't playing with you rookies 
You said  that i aint shit, boy i think you mistook me
I could pull up in a new whip
Pull up with your new

grind all the time nose grind
Bitch I'm a skateboarder
Tiffany, Brittany, Lacey
Man I hit 'em in that order
Ouu, you thought your main was safe
Nah, but

Lacey
Man I hit 'em in that order
Ouu, you thought your main was safe
Nah, but nigga yea really she mine
Ouu, you thought your girl was loyal
Nah she

Sims do
Dick hard, bitch you might get a chip too
Tell your homegirl she can get the dick too
Got them both wet, bitch you might need a swimsuit
Nigga

a real man
She ain't got time for these suckers
These Airheads
Soul'll make you pucker like Warheads boom

Girl you're sweeter than candy
Gon with your bad