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Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story? |
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Saturday night, was at this real wild party |
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They had the liquor overflowin' the cup |
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About 5, 6 strippers tryin' to work for a buck |
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And I took one girl outside wit me |
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Her name was Lonni, she went to Jr. High wit me |
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I said, "Why you up in there dancin' for cash? |
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I guess a whole lot's changed since I seen you last" |
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She said, "What would you do if your son was at home |
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Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor? |
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Cuz he's hungry, and the only way to feed him |
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Is to sleep with a man |
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For a little bit of money and his daddy's gone |
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Somewhere smokin' rock now |
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In and out of lockdown, I ain't got a job now |
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So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life" |
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Girl, you ain't the only one wit a baby |
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That's no excuse to be livin' all crazy |
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Then she looked me right square in the eye |
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And said, "Every day I wake up hopin' to die" |
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She said, "Nigga, I know about pain 'cuz |
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Me and my sister ran away so my daddy couldn't rape us |
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Before I was a teenager, I done been through more shit |
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You can't even relate to" |
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What would you do if your son was at home |
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Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor? |
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'Cuz he's hungry, and the only way to feed him |
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Is to sleep with a man |
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For a little bit of money and his daddy's gone |
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Somewhere smokin' rock now |
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In and out of lockdown, I ain't got a job now |
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So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life |
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{No, wait, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on |
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Stop the record, yo, stop the record! |
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Yo, Shorty, you ain't gotta be goin' out like this, man! |
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Holdup!} |
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What would you do? |
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Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse |
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What would you do? |
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'Cuz I wouldn't want my baby to go through what I went through |
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Come on, what would you do? |
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Get up on my feet and stop makin' up tired excuses |
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What would you do? |
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Girl, I know if my mother can do it, baby, you can do it |
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What would you do if your son was at home |
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Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor? |
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Cuz he's hungry, and the only way to feed him |
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Is to sleep with a man |
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For a little bit of money and his daddy's gone |
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Somewhere smokin' rock now |
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In and out of lockdown, I ain't got a job now |
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So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life |
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What would you do if your son was at home |
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Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor? |
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Cuz he's hungry, and the only way to feed him |
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Is to sleep with a man |
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For a little bit of money and his daddy's gone |
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Somewhere smokin' rock now |
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In and out of lockdown, I ain't got a job now |
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So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life |
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Come on |
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What would you do if your son was at home |
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Cryin' all alone on the bedroom floor? |
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Cuz he's hungry, and the only way to feed him |
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Is to sleep with a man |
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For a little bit of money and his daddy's gone |
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Somewhere smokin' rock now |
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In and out of lockdown, I ain't got a job now |
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So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life |