| Mmm
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| You gotta hold your head up.
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| Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
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| Oahh-eahh ahh-ahh
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| Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-ahhhh
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| Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
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| Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
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| Yo. |
| just because I want to it don’t mean I will
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| And just because I’m angry it don’t mean I’d kill
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| And just because she looks good it don’t mean I’d hit it
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| And just because I’m horny, it don’t mean I’m widdit
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| Just because I make records, don’t mean that I’m gassed
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| And just because I’m rappin, don’t mean I chase ass
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| Just because I’m whylin don’t mean I can’t stop
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| I got discipline baby, and I use it a lot
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| People, here’s somethin that you should be considerin
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| Things could turn bitter when, you don’t use discipline
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| You might wake up the next day, upset and in fear
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| Buggin out, yappin bout, «How the fuck did I get here?
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| Who the hell is this stranger, starin all in my face?»
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| Now you wishin you hadn’t positioned yourself, in that place
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| Think just in case you shoulda took more precaution
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| A good time can become a nightmare so often
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| Like this nigga I know, that met these chicks on tour
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| They rocked him to sleep, robbed his ass for cash galore
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| Skated off in the night, without a trace or a hint
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| Scheamin tantalizin him, dressed up in lace and shit
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| Caught that kid out there, all high and dumbfounded
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| Made him think he was gettin some pussy
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| He just knew he was gonna pound it
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| Situations like this, will make you think twice
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| That’s why instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life
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| Baby won’t you take the time (take the time)
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| Let me know what’s on your mind (your mind)
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| Just because I’m yours don’t make it right
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| (don't make it right)
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| Baby won’t you take the time (bay-bee.)
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| Let me know what’s on your mind (I'm waiting.)
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| Slow down baby now let’s make it right (on your love.)
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| (I like you.)
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| Tycoon thug, he made a ten thousand dollar investment
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| Now he’s not to be messed with, makes the girls get undressed quick
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| He’s on some big muscled chest shit, posted by the exit
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| That’s my man, he’s the owner, yeah he be on some next shit
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| Said we’ll make a few million by the next millenium
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| Told me to keep droppin jewels like a triggerman, puttin lead in him
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| Like Flavor said, I tell these hoes to, kill the noise
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| You know your Pops told you, watch them New York boys
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| All night, the ladies be like up in my mug
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| Tranquilin and trance dancin up in my drug
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| Fly honies, they hold me down like always
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| The same cat that used to get blunted down in the hallways
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| I love the cutie pies, never the doodie pies
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| I got discipline, I want the crew to rise
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| Situations like this’ll make you think twice
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| Instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life
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| Baby won’t you take the time (uh-huh)
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| Let me know what’s on your mind (your mind)
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| Just because I’m yours don’t make it right
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| (don't make it right)
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| Baby won’t you take the time (bay-bee.)
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| Let me know what’s on your mind (I'm waiting.)
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| Slow down baby now let’s make it right (on your love.)
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| (I like you.)
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| Ladies, here’s somethin that we should be considerin
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| Things could get bitter when, you don’t use discipline
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| Imaginin yourself livin lavish and plush
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| Hangin with the cat who be spendin cabbage and buyin stuff
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| However, don’t be too clever with your endeavor
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| And don’t let too many men, receive your treasure
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| Most cats, be thinkin with they bozack
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| I admit in the past I was tryin to break these hoes backs
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| Escape, without givin up a dime
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| You know them fly ladies had a good fuckin time
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| Coppin me some Timberland with a jacket to match it
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| Girls nowadays wanna pigeon for chickenscratch
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| And I ain’t givin up nathan
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| Long as my game expands, it’s my discipline to hate 'em
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| Situations like this, will make you think twice
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| That’s why instead of preachin death in my songs, I breathe life
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| And just because I want to it don’t mean I will
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| And just because I’m angry it don’t mean I’d kill
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| And just because she looks good, it don’t mean I’d hit it
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| And just because I’m horny, it don’t mean I’m widdit
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| Just because I make records, don’t mean that I’m gassed
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| And just because I’m rappin, don’t mean I chase ass
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| And just because I’m whylin, don’t mean I can’t stop
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| I got discipline baby whether you do or not
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| Baby won’t you take the time (the time)
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| Let me know what’s on your mind (your mind)
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| Just because I’m yours don’t make it right
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| (just because I’m yours)
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| Baby won’t you take the time (bay-bee.)
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| Let me know what’s on your mind (I'm waiting.)
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| Slow down baby now let’s make it right (on your love.)
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| (I like you.) |