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I know, I can't afford to stop |
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for a moment. that it's too soon. to forget |
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I know, I can't afford to stop |
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for a moment. that it's too soon. to forget |
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[Mos Def] - speaking over sung vocals |
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Man. for real |
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I was in love with this girl, y'know |
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I was. to' up dog! I'm tellin you man |
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She was wild man. f'real |
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It's just too. let me tell you about her |
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[Mos Def] |
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Yo, in she came with the same type game |
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The type of girl givin out the fake cell phone and name |
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Big fame, she like cats with big thangs |
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Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range |
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I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once |
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Ass so fat that you could see it from the front |
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She spot me like paparazzi |
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Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants |
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Hot damn! |
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What your name love, where you came from? |
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Neck and wrist laced up, very little make-up |
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The slims at the Rebok gym tone your frame up |
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Is sugar and spice the only thing that you made of? |
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I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it down |
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Asked her to dance she was like 'yo, I'm leaving now' |
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An hour later, sounds from Jamaica |
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She sippin Crys straight up, shaking, winding her waist up |
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Scene two: my fam throwin the jam |
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For Reed is on the stand big things is in the plan |
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The brother Big Moon make space for me to move in |
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Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me introduce |
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I turn around |
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Say, you is the same pretty girl that I had priorly observed |
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Trying to play me for the herb (yeah, that's her) |
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Shocked as hell she couldn't get it together |
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I just played it low and pretended I never met her |
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'How you feelin', 'oh I'm fine', 'my name is Mos', 'I'm Sharice' |
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I heard so much good about you its nice to finally meet |
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We moved to the booth reserved crew especially |
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And honey love ended up sittin directly next to me |
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I'm type polite but now I'm lookin at her skeptically |
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Cause baby girl got all the right weaponry |
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Designer fabric, shoes, and accessories |
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Chinky eyes, sweet voice is *fucking* on me mentally |
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We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you know me bro |
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Even though I know the steelo, she wild sweet yo |
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I'm about to merc, I say peace to the family |
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She hop up like 'how you gonna leave before you dance with me?' |
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[hook] |
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(sung) |
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I know I can't afford this life |
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For a moment |
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That its too soon |
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To forget |
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x2 |
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(spoken by Mos Def) |
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She blew my whole habit, that girl |
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I was like 'what' |
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I played it low though, I was like 'yeah, aiight, c'mon then, let's go' |
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Its mad, it was so sick, I tell ya |
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Yo, honey was so blazin, she was just |
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Yo, she was like J. Kennedy |
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Word bond, to my mother man |
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She was that ill man, she take me to the dance floor |
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And she start whispering to me |
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[Mos Def] |
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Yo, let me apologize for the other night |
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I know it wasn't right |
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But baby you know what its like |
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Some brothers don't be coming right |
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I understand, I'm feeling you |
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Beside, 'can I have a dance?' ain't really that original |
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We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades |
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They playing lovers' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist |
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Heating my blood up like the Arizona summer song |
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Finished then she whisper 'honey, let's exchange numbers' |
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Scene three: weeks of datin late night conversation |
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In the crib heart racin, tryin to be cool and patient |
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She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent |
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She walked away smilin singing Gregory Issac |
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Like 'if I don't, if I don't, if I don't' |
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Showin me that tan line and that tatoo |
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Playin Sade, \"Sweetest Taboo\" |
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Burnin candles, all my other plans got canceled |
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Man I smashed it like an Idaho potato |
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She call my at my J.O., 'come now', I can't say no |
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Ginseng tree trunks, rockin the p-funk |
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Cocking her knees up, champion lover not ease up |
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Three months, she call 'I feel I'm runnin a fever' |
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Six months, I'm tellin her I desperately need her |
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Nine months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around |
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I need more than to knock it down I'm really tryin to lock it down |
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Midnight we hook up and go at it |
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Burn is over, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it |
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She tellin me commitment is somethin she can't manage |
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Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic |
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Ahh damnit! My shit is all Harrison Ford frantic |
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My 911 wasn't answered by my fly Taurus enchantress |
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Next week, who hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kiddie club |
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With some banging ass Asian playin lay it down and lick me up |
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What!? |
