| Yo I mean, you been there for me
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| You know what I’m sayin, and ya know
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| And I won’t do you wrong ever again, nah mean, and you just, you been there
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| And I’ma be there for you from now on, you know what I mean
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| I ain’t gonna neglect you, I ain’t gonna do none of that shit
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| You got my full undivided attention, and you know what I’m sayin
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| And I’m not afraid to say it, I love you, I love you, I love her, fuck it,
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| I love her
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| Haha
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| Uh huh
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| Let’s go
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| (How I love you)
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| Ha, I ain’t afraid to say it, uh uh, I’ma thug, (How I love you)
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| More than that, I’ma man, ya know what I mean (How I love you)
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| I’m in love, you my bitch, my bitch (How I love you)
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| Let’s go
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| Uh
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| I used to dream about you watchin every move you made (yeah)
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| I was young though, I think third or second grade (ok)
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| I’d go home, write a poem, put it right to a beat
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| What I would do, what I would say if we would one day meet
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| Started getting older, still lovin your style
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| How you dressed, how you drove the whole 80's wild
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| I was proud when you first got on MTV (ooh)
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| You was in the video chillin with Run-DMC
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| That’s my girl (that's my girl)
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| Little nigga fiendin to hit it
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| Knowin one day in the future I’d be right up in it
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| Started doin talent shows, I had it off the hook
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| You was there but you was too big, you wouldn’t even look
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| I ain’t mad you ain’t noticed til I got with a group
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| But even then it wasn’t nothin 'less I got in the coupe (Damn)
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| Got me goin crazy, every day you switch up on me
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| Puttin that in my face knowin me so horny
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| See’mon
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| (How I love you)
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| You all I got (all I got)
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| You all I want (all I want)
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| You all I need (all I need)
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| (How I love you)
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| From day 1 (day 1)
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| Till my death bed (til I die)
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| You all I breathe (uh huh)
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| (How I love you)
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| I’m disciplined (disciplined)
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| I’m dedicated (dedicated)
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| And determined too (determined)
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| (How I love you)
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| You got your ups and downs (ups and downs)
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| But I don’t really mind (I don’t mind)
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| I still ride wit you still ride
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| Ok, listen
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| The group doin good (yeah), still in the hood (uh huh)
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| Got a nickname Sheek now you startin to speak (Sheek)
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| Said you want to fuck wit all three if that’s ok (ok)
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| I’m like cool, once I hit it it was that anyway
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| A couple years gone passed, still havin a ball
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| A million times got the pictures on my wall
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| When I first hit it, I was like Sheek the man (you the man)
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| I stopped givin you the attention I originally planned
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| Then you stopped fuckin wit me (oh)
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| And left me alone
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| And people only seen you with Jada and P (That's my mans)
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| You even went around town and started doggin me bad (Damn)
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| But it was my fault ya know, I couldn’t even get mad (Ok)
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| Had to grab the pen and pad and get right back
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| Write some more poems to your ass and get back on track (Whoo)
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| I ain’t go no problems telling you I love you to death
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| And that I’m whipped
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| And my shit’ll be blown if you skip
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| Let’s go
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| A’yo I had to hit the streets, they said you be out there a lot
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| And I can find you around any nigga out that’s hot
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| Every club, every whip, every gambling spot
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| You know you’d rather be with me, you like to bug out
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| Love to bring the thug out
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| Plus I be keeping it tight
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| We even go to work together, let you play all night
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| Mad loud while I sit and I write
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| Haha
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| We gon' see the world together
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| But not on cable
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| All your friends lovin me, you even got me a label
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| Got the magazines lovin our relations
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| People love to hear us talk, DJ’s record our conversations
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| You good around other people, 'specially kids
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| You make them happy, even brothers doin their bids
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| And I ain’t jealous at all (uh uh), go out and spread your wings
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| And you can hang with Pop, just pick up the phone when it rings
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| Let’s go
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| I ain’t gon' lie to why’all, I’m whipped (whoo)
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| (How I love you)
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| (How I love you)
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| (How I cry)
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| (How I love you) |