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the morning, Larenz, Love Jones
I told her, "Seven o'clock when you last came over"
Two a.M. Now, and I know you ain't sober
Sleepin' alone and your man can
thing smokin'
Shit, I recognize that whip
Didn't he do a drive-by on the strip?
Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?
What type of guy's
I found your hair band on my bedroom floor
The only evidence that you'd been here before
And I don't get waves of missing you anymore
They're more
I can see, so much better
I can see
I'm carefully, precious things fall apart
Just let them be, let it be, forever
Oh, loving me, in spite of me
a wonderful time up there
Now listen everybody cause I'm talking to you
The Lord is the only one to carry you through
You better get ready cause I'm
Our love has changed
It's not the same
And the only way to say it
Is say it, it's better
I can't conceal
This way I feel
For all the times we
right
Even if you only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow
Party tonight, party tonight
Dyin' to meet your girlfriends
That you
to remain calm
I'm bout to make it so we can bling. Get us nice things
and then Don Juan said, "let's mash for our dreams."
Scooby didn't like the way he
went and got a Range
And he paying for his cigarettes with dollars and some change
Damn, and I can only feel his pain
'Cause in Memphis, Tennessee
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophecies
Right
I should've known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor, and the tattoos
Small skies only want one thing
That I'm undecided, trying
Right
I should've known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor, and the tattoos
Small skies only want one thing
That I'm undecided, trying
y'all givin' it up for him
That's good, y'all make me want to cry or somethin'
Alright ladies and gentleman, tonight is a special night
For one thing
to make y'all wait
But good things take time to create
You can find me in your studio
Half baked, eatin' ganja cake
Tryin' to make my next release date
can tell my baby mamas, "Get the bail money" (bail me)
I said one thing they ain't like, threw me out like they ain't care for me
Threw me out like
grown up and old, and beyond the cops' control
They better have the riot gear ready
Tryin' to bag me and get rocked steady
By the MAC one-double, I
my auntie is a man now, slight bravado
Scratchin' the likes from lotto
Hopin' that she pull up tomorrow
So I can hang out in the front seat
Six by
my business, and ooh girl you the business
We should get together soon so we can do some business
I got some things that I could teach ya, lemme show
Misinterpret as promoting
The very things I am decrying
Right now
Everyone is thinking of how they can
Prevent things like Littleton how do
You prevent AIDS,
a lot of things to do of course
And I try to cheer 'em up and say things to make 'em feel better
Then I think to myself just how little effort it takes
on this Earth dry
Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
Get
you better go on
Hey boy I got so many ways
Ways to get paid
Twenty four hours
Money to be made
I started off with nothing
Now I'm platinum
you're lookin' for a leader, you can hire me
And if your so-called boss don't pay
The only thing you need to say
Is "I quit, I'm through with you"
Pack
I know I'd rather drag myself across the dance floor
I feel like dancing on my own
Where no one knows me, and where I
Can cause offence just by
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