| This is not a love ballad but it is a slow song
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| Fitten to tell you 'bout this girl I know, well this girl I used to know
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| Her name’s
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| Makeba
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| Makeba
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| Sweet makeba
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| Makeba
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| Makeba
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| Yo how you doin' baby it’s been a long time
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| Haven’t seen you in a couple of years and the last I heard you lost your mind
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| Well how you been who you been with how’s it been goin'?
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| Still into hip hop are you still flown'?
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| Oh yeah that’s cool
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| We should kick back maybe have a session
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| I remember you tellin' me you had to get away couldn’t stay another day
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| In the life of L.A. in the city
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| That’s peace
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| Yo where you been China Africa Greece
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| Least you coulda dropped me a letter or a phone call
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| Let me know you was all right
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| Your friends and your family and they kept tellin' me
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| Makeba disappeared in the night
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| Now I know that you had big dreams makeba
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| But I had big dreams too
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| And all this time you were searchin' makeba
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| Did any your dreams come true?
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| I remember I used to be down for you and you was down for me
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| I had your back and you had my back makeba
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| I wanted you to be my g
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| Makeba
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| Yo you know I got another girl after that right
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| She kinda looked like you too a little bit
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| Sweet makeba
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| Yo why don’t you just come to the crib you know
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| We could listen to some music talk about things
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| Ooh I see you’re not a young girl anymore and you’re all grown up
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| And you been around the world
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| Wanna see what life’s gonna offer you it’s your young world and it’s all for
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| You
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| You probably got a man in every country that wants you
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| Like I wanted you but you didn’t want that
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| Remember how we used to make love makeba
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| 'member how you loved it when I hit it from the back
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| Makeba
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| I had love for you
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| I had wanted you
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| I had needed you
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| I remember comin' to your house seven in the morning
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| Ready for school but we didn’t even go
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| It was right back to my house where we kissed liked kids
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| And we jumped in the bed and you know
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| I loved makin' love to my makeba
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| She was like my queen of Sheba
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| I remember how we used to smoke chiba
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| Oh you don’t smoke no more well that’s cool
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| Well everybody gotta stop sometime
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| I remember one time when you hid my stash and saved my ass from the one time
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| I remember some fools tried to jump me and you jumped up before anybody did
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| We used to say if and when we get married we’ll have kid after kid after kid
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| After kid
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| After kid after kid after kid after kid after kid
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| Damn that’s a lot of kids
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| Makeba
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| Sweet makeba
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| I had love for you
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| I had wanted you
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| I had needed you
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| How I loved makin' love to my makeba
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| Well remember how the whole crew used to hang tough
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| Well everybody’s doin' they thang and stuff
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| And everybody’s still actin' like they know
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| And a few more people ain’t w/us no mo'
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| Oh me I’m just chillin'
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| Makin' my music livin' and buildin'
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| Tryin' to make a million out this little ol' dime and this nickel
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| And lickin' lickle shots for the prophets we forgot
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| But other than that I’m glad you back on deck
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| I expect to see you in the near future
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| If you wanna just sit and chat talk about the good old days
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| Good old times what was in style what’s goin' on now
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| Cause it has been a while
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| Makeba
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| Honey girlfriend
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| Left in a whirlwind put a brother in a tailspin
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| Just twirlin'
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| Had a few laughs and kicks
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| But me and my clique don’t be trippin' no tricks
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| I still got a piece of me to give you
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| You still got a piece of you to give me
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| You listenin' but you don’t hear me
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| We can pick up right where we left at but
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| I gotta be me and you gotta accept that
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| I just wanna be homies
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| Cause I ain’t got love like Monie
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| Cause soon as you got close you got ghost
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| And you tried to leave Acey 'lone-y
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| So hook up w/me if you can cool
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| But you know I know what you get loose to
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| And if you play your cards right get your shit tight
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| Then we might be down like we used to
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| Makeba |