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(Intro) |
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A man is defined by his (Boing!) |
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Catch my drift |
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(*scratching*) I got to keep it raw |
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The most anticipated |
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(*scratching*) I got to keep it raw |
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Yo, my is there for me, we like brothers |
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Over the years we've grown close, just like one another |
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I got a lot of friends, none as loyal as him |
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I give a lot of love, none as spoiled as him |
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The one friend you always wanna be nice to |
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Besides, you kept me out of trouble in High School |
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Close and distant, and hard in most positions |
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He knows, and listens and needs no description, hangin' wit two nuts |
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That can always depend on eachother when one them's feelin' used up |
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Born at the same time in the same place |
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Twins wit the same mom, but not the same face |
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Fatigues from the same game, we gotta equally maintain |
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We feed from the same brain |
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We grew together and I considered you all mine |
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You delivered in hard times, I love my (Friend!) |
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(Hook) |
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(*scratching*) It's the longest waited |
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The most anticipated |
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(*scratching*) I gotta keep it raw |
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The bitches up on it |
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Betta believe that (*scratching*) |
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My (Friend!) (*scratching*) It's the longest waited |
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(*scratching*) The most an-an-ticipated |
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(*scratching*) I got to keep it raw |
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The bitches up on it |
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Betta believe that (*scratching*) |
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My (Friend!), I never leave home without you with me |
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Here for the hoes just out to get me |
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Even when it's sticky your still wit me |
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You stick wit me, you must be my (Friend!) |
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A handy-tool, you never lay around the house |
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A family jewel, too priceless to count him out |
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The power to keep you grinnin', a thug mentality like me |
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'Cept he only beats wit women |
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I need him for the health, I guess I'm a bit abusive |
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I choke him up and beat him when he's thinkin' for himself |
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Somethin' I really don' love doin, cuz I feel guilty and try to make it up to him |
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My (Friend!), down for him, he's down for me |
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And even when he's runnin' his mouth, you hear sounds from me |
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I speak for the two of us everyday |
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What's mines is his, we share everyday |
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And if you wearin' lipstick, wear the same stick |
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You look like a rainbow whenever you change it |
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The power to beg and always were a hat |
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And a raincoat when it's damp and shower's ahead |
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He adores me, that's all it was |
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That's why he do things without me, like fall in love |
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The Game is ready to test the sharks |
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But he's too vicious, that's why he never left my heart |
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It's too late he grown now |
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The two of them probably wouldn't even get along now |
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Cuz of the time, ladies wanna get it on now, cuz of the rhyme |
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And we can take 'em, one at a time, in front of the line |
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I can rub it in his face, he'll never rub it in mines |
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Besides, it ain't because of the fives, it's because of the nines, my |
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(Friend!) |
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(Hook x2) |
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The-the-the most anricipated |
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(*scratching*) I got to keep-keep it raw |
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I love my (Friend!) |
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(*scratching*) It's the longest waited |
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The most anticipated |
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(*scratching*) I got to keep it raw |
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The bitches up on it |
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Betta believe that (*scratching*) |
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My (Friend!) |
