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My mom and dem don't like ya, my friends all think you triflin, but I don't feel quite like them, in fact I'm out to spite them, the love we share is special, its on a whole nother level, he's firm with me, he's gentle, he's intimate, yet mental
But he's quick to flip, he don't understand, street but sweet, my kinda man, goes to church, might be a thug, he breaks me off, shows alot of love, disrespect, he's off the heezy, you don't want that, please believe me, thats the only way he knows how to show me how much he cares.
This goes out to my bandana rockin, out on the blockers, chasin that dough, bad baby daddies, 1st of the month, child support, all non-voting, newport smoking, I still got love for ya'll and this goes out to my 3rd strike paroller, dry philly rollers, sitting on dubs, cristal poppin, loud talkin, frontin, drunk in the club, live wit you mamma, always in drama, I still got love for yall.
Somebody's always hatin, there always sittin around waitin, til you make a new mistake and get sent back upstate and so they can just say that "I told ya" "Shoulda listened when I told ya", So I'll cry on their shoulder, They'll be so glad its over.
But he'quick to flip, he don't understand, street but sweet, my kinda man, goes to church, might be a thug, He breaks me off, shows alot of love, disrespect, he's off the heezy, you don't want that, you gotta believe me, thats the only way he knows how to show me how much he cares.
This goes out to my bandana rockin, out on the blockers, chasin that dough, bad baby daddies, 1st of the month, child support, all non-voting, newport smoking, I still got love for yall and this goes out to my 3rd strike paroller, dry philly rollers, sittin on dubs, cristal poppin, loud talkin, frontin, drunk in the club, live wit yo mamma, always in drama, I still got love for yall...
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Natasha Thomas : It's over
Can you tell me your secrets?
Then I tell you mine
Show me that you still love me
Then I show real love
Refrain:
What kind of love have you got?
You should be home, but you're not
I don't want to believe
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I could be wrong but I'm not
And you still think you are hot
I don't want to believe
that it's over now
You're walking the wire
Looking for a love in between
But you don't have desire
Do you know what I mean?
Uh Baby
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Refrain:
What kind of love have you got
You should be home but you're not
I don't wanna believe that it's over now
I could be wrong but I'm not
And you still think you're on heart
I dont wanna believe that it's over now
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