| Ladies and gentlemen, yeah,
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| I’m here to tell you that this is a brand new sound
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| This (this) will change your lives
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| All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up
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| (All you gotta do is turn your shit up)
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| This what you want, what you want
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| That’s what you need, that’s what you need
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| That’s what you get, that’s what you get
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| That’s what you like, what you like
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| That’s the Dirty Money
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| Could have been your everything,
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| Could have been your shooting star,
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| Could have been your backbone, but now I’m too far away
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| You won’t be there alone,
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| My love wouldn’t be over
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| We wouldn’t be staring out the window,
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| Guessing which way the wind blows
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| You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| You’re just so damn selfish, man, and so jealous, you would be loving me,
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| yeah you would,
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| Yeah, come on, oh
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| Who was your number one?
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| Who had niggas at the alter wearing fuchsia gators and cummerbunds?
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| Got my hand on my gun,
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| As I’m sitting drinking and thinking I love you, you should’ve had my son
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| Got me losing my mind,
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| All alone in my room, staring at your picture like I’m doing time
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| I know loving me’s hard, loving me’s hard,
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| But the further you are away, got me closer to God
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| Sex could’ve been greater,
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| If I was the only one, wouldn’t be your mistress?
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| But now I’m too far to play (too far to play)
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| Now you take the blame along (you take the blame along),
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| Love won’t be free to roam (love won’t be free to roam)
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| We would be prisoners of the sheets, baby, I’ll be your capture (I'll be your
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| capture)
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| You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| yeah you would
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| You’re just so damn selfish, man, and so jealous, you would be loving me, yeah,
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| yeah, yeah, yeah, you would,
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| All I wanted was your loving, you kept telling me you wouldn’t be happy
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yeah Yeah You Would, artist - Diddy - Dirty Money. Album song Last Train To Paris, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп