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Sup Ma, I-I know I ain't really been there for you and shit like I was supposed to be, but, I'm ready to make that change, you know I was like runnin' tha streets for my niggaz and shit not makin' no time for you, you the only one who really had a nigga back, but, uh-huh, (I always, I love you), yeah, I know you do... |
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I know you care for me, I know you really do care for me |
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'Cuz through thick and thin, you always was there for me |
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I know you care for me, I know you care for me |
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Through thick and thin, you always was there for me |
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(Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you) |
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I know sometimes you get sick of me sayin' "sorry" |
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But this time I really mean it, maybe I took it too far |
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I know, some things I did was cold |
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When you called, my boys called, I just put you on hold |
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And my fault, I thought I'd just tell you that |
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I know I'm wrong, I've put you through Hell and back |
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But look, I'm back from Hell tryin' to take you to Heaven |
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I know I fucked up in tha past, I'm tryin' to make shit better |
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And, you never stressed when I went out |
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You just stood through the hard times and just blessed me when I went out |
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You leavin' me, wasn't part of my plan |
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I don't want you leavin', but if you decided to, I'd understand |
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'Cuz you was there through tha rain and tha sunny days |
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Stood by me when most chicks would run away |
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That's why you get respect when you're around my crew |
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One day I'ma change, I just hope that you're around when I do (yes) |
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Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you |
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To be there for me |
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Baby, I love you, baby, I want you |
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Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you |
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I need a chick if I get locked up, she'd come visit |
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If I ain't got a ride, then she'd come get me |
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I need a chick who'd hold me down if I gotta do a year flat |
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Her girls tell her "move on" but she ain't tryin' to hear that |
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She with me just for me |
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Not that I could have her seein' jewels like she worked at Tiffany's |
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Not that I could get her everything she wish she had |
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Spend nights on tha yacht, spend days on Fifth Ave. |
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Or that I could turn her Winter's into Summer |
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Show her accounts that look like telephone numbers |
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'Cuz, if you tha one, they gon' know you tha one |
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It's really nothing we ain't gonna be able to do for fun |
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Beverly Hillbillies, country like tha Clampett's |
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Put you in a neighborhood, tha south version of tha Hampton's |
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Um, some are about this, no doubt it's strange |
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And what's your last name, it's not mine, that's why we change it, I got you |
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Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you |
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To be there for me |
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Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you |
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To be there for me |
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Sometimes she like to fight and she likes to fuss |
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'Cuz she likes what happens after we make up |
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Shit, she wake up to a kiss |
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And if I get her real mad, she wake up to a gift |
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And, she don't do much, sometimes she might pout |
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At tha most she'll slam a couple of doors in tha house |
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But then it's back to whatever |
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That's tha way to get attention, not to mention make tha love much better |
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And, she's secure so when I look |
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And tha only time we go out to eat is after I cook |
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'Cuz sometimes she be buggin' |
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Hard for her to trust me, cuz she heard about all tha days I was thuggin' |
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But now she know that it ain't nothin' but gossip |
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You know they jealous, you could tell how they watch us |
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And ma, all they tryin' to do is stop us |
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But you ain't gotta trip no more, if you need me, I got ya |
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Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you |
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To be there for me |
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Baby, I love you, baby, I want you |
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Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you |
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Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you |
