| They said a good woman hard to find, I say it’s true
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| God said that he would bring me mine, I think it’s you
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| You said, huh, look
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| They said a good woman hard to find, I say it’s true
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| God said that he would bring me mine, I think it’s you
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| I smoke weed, that ain’t your thing, but you don’t judge a nigga
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| I ain’t perfect, but I’m worth it, you still love a nigga
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| Yeah, we done been through everything, huh, hell and back
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| Thank God I never had to hit the cell and back
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| Thank squad, 'cause without 'em, couldn’t get on the map
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| Now pray to God I can hold it on my back, picture that
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| 5 9 on all ten toes, you chose
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| On road it was hoes
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| I’d raise, you’d fold
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| I couldn’t blame you, 'cause the game changed to different tables
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| Niggas wouldn’t try to rearrange it
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| But you still saw me
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| Still saw God
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| Up against all odds
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| Then we cut all ties
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| One hand, all rise
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| Nobody judge
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| 'Cause in a world where they ain’t givin' nobody love
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| Baby, you show me love
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| You show me love, yeah
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| You show me love
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| You show me love
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| Granny told me «cherish it, don’t let it be a drug»
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| Always high, never gave up
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| Yeah, show me love
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| Show me love, yeah
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| Show me love
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| Show me love
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| Granny told me «cherish it, don’t let it be a drug»
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| Always high, never gave up
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| Yeah, show me love
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| She ridin' passenger seat, when we hit the curb
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| I never made it 'bout me, it was his and hers
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| Kept all my songs on repeat, you ain’t miss a word, nah
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| Stayed on your feet, when a nigga was on the come-up
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| Looked up to most of these rappers that I’m in front of
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| See when they had the shit crackin' they wouldn’t front us (nah,
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| they ain’t do it)
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| Ain’t show us love, now you watchin' the tables turn
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| I got homies that slid on, so I’m cold
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| But still showin' love where it’s old
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| Slid a dub to the from the store
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| Pulled up on the homies and copped the O (Ey, let me get that)
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| Huh, real nigga waves
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| I put Jack with the plates
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| I bought Bobby Rays
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| I fucked up, she stayed
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| She forever gon' be bae
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| I locked that right down with the cuff
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| Took that down, goin' nuts
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| Hit the town, goin' nuts
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| Even when it got rough, you show me love
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| You show me love, yeah
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| You show me love
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| You show me love
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| Granny told me «cherish it, don’t let it be a drug»
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| Always high, never gave up
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| Yeah, show me love
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| Show me love, yeah
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| Show me love
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| Show me love
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| Granny told me «cherish it, don’t let it be a drug»
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| Always high, never gave up
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| Yeah, show me love |