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When you say you love me, it doesn't matter. |
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It goes to my head as just chit chatter |
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You may take this egostistical or just or worry free |
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But what you say I take none of it seriously |
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And even if I did I wouldn't tell you so |
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i'd let you pretend to read me |
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and then you'll know. |
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Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze. |
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That I despize those who even try |
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to look into my eyes to see what I am |
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thinking. |
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That dream is over you gotta sink it. |
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And I tell all of you like I told all of them |
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what you say to me is just paper thin, word |
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I'm not the kind of girl to try to play a man out |
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I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out |
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No thats not my strategy, not the game I play |
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I admit I play game but it's not done that way |
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Truly when I get involved I give it my heart |
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I mean my mind, my soul, my body I mean every part |
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But if it doesn't work out, yo it just doesn't |
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It wasn't meant to be you know, it just wasn't |
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So I treat all of you like I treat all of them |
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and what you say to me is |
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still paper thin |
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In one ear and right out the other |
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hurt is mumbo jumbo (eeeish) lover |
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I don't pay attention |
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I don't concentrate |
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you ain't got the bait that it takes to hook this |
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a-hah, a-hah, a-hah |
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Sucker you missed, I put feelings aside I know who I am |
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My name is Lyte is your name Sam? |
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Cause if it is step off, grab your coat and get lost |
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Wrap your scarf around your throat and go back and catch a rope |
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And hit the road Sam, don't you come back |
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no more, no more, no more, no more |
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Hit the road Sam, don't you come back no more |
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So now I take precaution when choosing my mate |
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I do not touch until the third or fourth date |
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Then maybe we'll kiss on the fifth or sixth |
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time to be me (mmmuaah) kiss |
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Cause a date without a kiss is so incomplete |
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and then maybe I'll let you play with my feet |
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You could suck the big toe and play with the middle |
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it's so simple unlike a riddle |
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It's as easy as counting to 1-2-3 |
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in other terms, letters L-Y-T-E |
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I'll tell you, you, you and all of you |
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in the back and in the middle in the front |
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Yo, that's it paper thin word up |
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Lyte checkin out |
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Special dedication to my DJ K-Rock in the place to be |
