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Yeah yeah yeah |
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Oooooohh |
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Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeah yeah yeah |
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Let me tell you a story now |
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(Verse 1) |
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I was in front of the Apollo on Amateur Night |
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It was after the show, and the moon was right |
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The {?} was really perked off the Red Zone |
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I was in my MPV, I was all alone |
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A lot of out-of-town people askin me for |
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My John Hancock or my signature |
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I gave it to, all of them cause I was down to earth |
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And plus the Apollo is my home turf |
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So I walked across the street 'til I'm on, 125 |
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I saw this pair of shoes that was really live |
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It wasn't just a pair of shoes, that was on her |
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From the ground up, she looked like a plate of lasagna |
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I said, "Hey shorty, not you, your hair" |
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She turned around slowly and started to stare |
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She said, "Why don'tcha take picture, it'll last a lil' longer?" |
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Me likin you grew a little bit stronger |
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She asked me what's my name I said, "Emmezah emmezah" |
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"The name that your momma gave ya is what I prefer" |
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She asked me what am I drivin, and how is my health |
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I know what you're really thinkin baby, LET ME TELL YOU! |
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(Chorus 1: Biz singing) |
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I can do bad by myself |
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I don't need no help, to starve to death |
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I can do that alone |
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I can do bad by myself |
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I don't need no help, to starve to death |
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I ain't tryin to be funny honey |
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(Verse 1) |
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She started arguin with me, and say she's not like that |
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I know who you are, I don't care if you're livin fat |
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Because I have a mother and father that take care of me |
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And I'm livin in Long Island with a J-O-B |
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Okay okay I got you wrong, I must admit |
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I'ma give you a little time to see if you're legit |
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So we started goin out on a regular basis |
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I was takin her to the movies and my hangout, places |
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Like the Q Club, The Scene, or The Arcade |
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I thought this relationship was tailor-made |
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Cause she was sweet kind considerate I, was hypnotized |
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Never thought she'd try to pull the wool, over my eyes |
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After I smacked it and flipped it, she thought I was whipped |
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I know she is like a knockout but I'm not gettin bullwhipped |
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She asked me why I am so stingy I know you got the ends |
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Because you got two MV's, two BM's, an SL Benz |
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What are you my accountant or the IRS? |
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Why ya clockin everything that I posess? |
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She want me to waste everything and be small as an elf |
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Let me tell you somethin baby, let me tell you |
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(Chorus 2: Biz singing) |
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I can do bad by myself |
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I don't need no help, to starve to death |
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I can do that on my own |
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I can do bad by myself |
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I don't need no help, to starve to death |
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I ain't tryin to be funny honey |
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(Verse 3) |
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Now all her friends boosted her, to get my dinero |
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Like if I was a drunk Mexican, wearin a sombrero |
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I knew she had a boyfriend on the side |
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She told me, yo, she didn't have to hide |
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She said she cut him because he was too jealous |
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He always thought I was tryin to talk to other fellas |
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It's now the present, and that was the past |
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From now on bein with me, is gonna be a blast |
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I know she thought in her mind, it's gonna be great |
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Juicin and reducin everything I make |
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With her Victoria's Secrets neglice |
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She tried to seduce me in every way |
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She would come out to Jersey rain sleet or snow |
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She acted too true blue to be after my dough |
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My man, Jeff told me but I didn't wanna listen |
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I was too hooked, and strung out, I thought he was dissin |
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Then she popped the question, and asked me for some dough |
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I looked her in her face and said, "HELL NO!!!" |
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You're a head nurse and you want my wealth? |
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You must be CRAZY AS HELL, cause |
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(Chorus 1) |
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(Biz singing) |
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Let me tell you know |
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All day long, you been talkin on the telephone |
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Braggin to all your friends, about all the cars that I own |
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But YOUUUUUU don't tell 'em, that I'm the one doin it all |
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While you're out there livin it up, and havin yo'self a ball |
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(Chorus 2) |
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(Biz singing) |
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Ummm, whoah-whoah, yeah-yeahhhh! |
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I can sing-ing-ing-ing.. |
