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Make you cry |
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Cry [Pooh Bear] |
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The things that'll make you laugh |
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Can be the same things that make you cry (cry) |
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Those things that'll make you tell the truth |
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Can make you lie, make you lie, lie, lie |
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Can make you cry, cry, cry, cry [VERSE 1: Devin] |
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Got my swisha rolled |
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I'm finsta go up here to the liquor sto' |
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To equalize my high |
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And try to see if |
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I could fly |
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I know I can't but still |
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I drink and smoke that kill |
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I'm real, |
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I chill, I fucked a gal |
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Who had to tell mine, guess that was just my luck |
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Sluts, hoes, bitches, tramps, all of the clits get down |
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When it comes to certain purchases they can't go get with stamps |
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But before |
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I got a chance to learn |
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I got caught up |
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The bitch got high, then my name was brought up |
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Fucked my whole game up, told the whole hood |
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Tried to go back to the crib and get pussy - no good |
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I shoulda known it, blowin it like she owned it |
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Now the phone clicks and damn, my gal is gone, shit |
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A hard lesson to learn, now |
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I'm just finna turn |
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This curb and go buy some herb and try to wet my worm |
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With some bitch who don't even know my muthafuckin name |
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It's a shame, shame, shame [Pooh Bear] |
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It's a shame when you're left out |
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And you're runnin all over town |
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Am I to blame, am |
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I the only one |
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To pick myself up after fallin down |
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When I try, tryin so hard |
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To keep my feet on solid ground |
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So many people comin into my life with bullshit in my ear |
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Steadily irkin me, won't you stop workin me |
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Why (why) do the seasons change (seasons change) |
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Why (why why) do |
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I feel this way |
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Why do I feel this way [VERSE 2: Devin] |
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Get up and get high |
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A sweet to the head, my eyes redder than fire |
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I'm gettin blowed, lettin smoke go right out the screen do' |
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People walkin by, "Hey D, have you seen...?" |
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No I'm by myself and alone |
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And if it's bullshit |
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I gotta listen to, man, gone |
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Don't even like to go but when |
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I show at a club |
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I be lookin for pussy, seldom searchin for love |
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But I fucked up again and |
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I went once mo' |
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Wasn't tryin to find a bitch but stumbled upon a hoe |
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So me and this bitch who didn't even know me |
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Left the curb so she can serve me, wanted to show me |
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A nice quiet private place no one would know |
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I rolled somethin to smoke, she had somethin to blow |
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But then them laws, though, they had us fucked in the game |
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Charged the bitch for prostitution, charged me for the caine |
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It's a shame [Pooh Bear] |
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The things that'll make you laugh |
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Can be the same things that make you cry (cry) |
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Those things that'll make you tell the truth |
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Can make you lie, make you lie, lie, lie, lie |
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Can make you cry, cry, cry, cry |
