| We met up at the mall in the fall, somethin' I’ll never forget
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| She was the shit like when you sit and let it fall in the stall
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| Like it was made, I’m more taller then small, she was 5'3″
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| Looking like a women with drive that had the live key
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| I pressed up loving her thighs and how she dressed up
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| Buggin' off her eyes and the size of her breast cups
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| Long story short, I got the numbers and the email
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| We talked about the past and she broke it down in detail
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| How it felt to not have a father as a female
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| Told me that was confidential keep that on the DL
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| Her convo was classic as Illmatic in 9−4
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| After that day since then I let our bond grow
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| That was like three years strong, it wasn’t long
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| Before I strip the thong gave her the schlong and wrote this song
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| And it reads «Baby girl is everything I need»
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| Rollin' my weed that’s why I fuck even when she bleed
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| Ya don’t feel me but shorty even taught me how to slim down
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| Bailed me out of jail, got my car out the impound
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| Cooked me hot meals, helped me when I got bills
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| Keeps me buzzed and does all of the above, one what? |
| One love
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| Her childhood was rough, her father’s out robbin' for stuff
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| It never was enough, soon he was cuffed and later snuffed
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| She explains how she felt and how the cards were dealt
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| I can tell she was scarred, life was hard, no help
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| She was raised off of Dexter
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| Where the pimps and prostitution a little extra men wanted to sex her
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| Back when she was six she recalls porno flicks
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| Mother turning tricks and dicks just to get a fix
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| And tho they got by, she can’t remember a day
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| When her mother was not high, chasin' some hot guy
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| Fast forward to middle school she’s fucking with a baller
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| On Pirelli’s, he bought her a celly so he can call her
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| She moved out at sixteen to live with this older guy
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| He was twenty-five, that nigga use to blow her high
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| Had a few exes one named was Robbie
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| Was pushing a new Lexus by owning some duplexes
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| Only thing he was too sexist
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| Baby girl was getting beat downs, body slams and suplexes
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| Was happy that she left cause that coulda been death
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| He did a little more then push and shove, one love
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| She had very bad taste in men
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| Her last boyfriend who was chasing ends is facing ten
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| I know just why he stuck with her, he knew she was a down chick
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| Never do she lie and never does she sound slick
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| Told me she was tired of them dudes and I was different
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| How I don’t just lay around all day and get lifted
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| And she can see the future, I took her to museums
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| And taught her some karmasutra, next level
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| Way beyond my ex level, right down to the sex
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| Feeling like it’s no latex, she gives me breakfast in bed
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| After that then it’s excellent head
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| I got her open like a wound where the affection can spread
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| I can’t lie I feel the same
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| I thought I was a player
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| 'til I seen her kill the game the day she revealed her name
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| Can’t another chick scoop me in a room full of groupies
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| She’s the only one that I be thinking of. |
| one love |