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anticipating your love, your love, your love
Oh, I don't care how long it might take
'cause I know the woman for me, you I'll make
And I will not deny
understand (you feel me?)
It ain't personal (nuh uh), strictly business baby, strictly business
So if you wonder why we call you bitch
You wonder why we
anticipating your love, your love, your lo-o-ove
Oh, I don't care how long it might take
Cause I know the woman for me, you I'll make
And I will not deny
Freeze your face like bosilium toxin
If you ain't tryin' to get popped, then give me a option
Helicopters choppin' from Philly to Compton
The Jones is
shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out
for new love to hold
He makes me feel something that I've never known
When you find someone like him, you don't let go
Girl's got a goldmine
Let me tell you 'bout the new world order
Not the kind to make you run for the border
It's a new religion wrapped in a revolution
With a proven
yours and you're mine
You're the woman I feel so happy to be with
There's nothing like you
You're the woman that I want to spend my life with
You make me
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
shining, so act like you don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangstas
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out
no ain't no hold up ain't no hold
I can make shit rhyme
I can make shit rhyme if I'm
Feel like, even if I, don't
So I just, might not, cause I
Don't
telling me silent waters run deep
So their knowledge I'II always seek
They are telling me,
A nation without its past history
Is like a tree without roots
A cigarette, a good woman, and a real cheap whiskey
Daddy called his demons out by name
If you kiss one of them it just might kill
If the first don't
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
like a criminal
Won't you make me believe I'm the only one?
So grab me by the neck and don't you ever let go
Mess me up so good until I'm begging for
get through
I'll be waitin' (see, I don't like a motherfucka that be all on me and shit)
(All up under a nigga)
You can run the streets with your
fantastical, on your bicycle, ohh-oh
I'm only fucking with you
Fuck you for thinking it's true
I'm not like the sluts in this town
They make me blah in my
terrific
When I expose it
Now, can't you see to look at me
That I'm a natural Camille?
As Camille I just feel
I've so much to offer
Hey, listen kid, I
of your hair.
Like a picture of the golden sunset you can make it real,
You know just how I feel all the time.
So please darling Tangerine Eyes whisper
time feel like the first one
Perfect, when a nigga stressin' at work
She take away all of the pain, make it lesser than dirt
That's why you got Wayne,
I'm sure by now you can read me like a letter
Wear my feelings on my sleeve so you see the letter
Makes me wanna say it on my twitter
Let
partner but its all good
And just in case you want to find me
King George with the tech 9 standing right behind me
Silkk and Ed in the Benz as the decoy
look worth it, you makin' me nervous and got these hoes shook
But fuck everyone, fuck the world, fuck everything
If she make you feel good, then you
like runaway trains
You can, you can leave me here in Yellowstone
Where all the trees grow old and tall
Make me feel so young and small
Make me
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