| Telling me I need you in my life
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| Every time I try to go, something keeps telling me that (me that)
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| Everything gon be all right
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| Every time I try to leave something keeps pulling me back (me back)
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| Telling me I need you in my life
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| It was meant to be, you were meant for me
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| So that means we gotta make it work
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| (Verse 1: Chingy)
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| It was all good at first, spendin' money, goin' shoppin'
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| Eatin' at the finest restaurants, and if I’m club hoppin'
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| She was right thur wit me bottle poppin' livin' that life (livin' that life)
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| She just didn’t understand my lifestyle and that ain’t life (and that ain’t
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| life)
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| All of the jewelry in the world, gotcha diamonds, gotcha pearls
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| But I can’t help it if Chinga-ling be attractin' all the girls
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| Guess what, baby I’ma superstar, and that come wit it
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| Gotta good nigga on ya side, you betta run wit it
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| Even tho I’m on the road doin' shows
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| I made time for me and her relationship to grow (grow)
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| They tell me don’t trust the woman in this industry
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| But, she not any woman, more like a sacred friend to me
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| Cuz when I’m outta town always think of huurr
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| Might conversate wit some chicks but, no one come above huurr, oh
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| I thought I was ya man, guess you ain’t understand
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| And now I’m sittin' here lookin' crazy like «damn»
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| (Verse 2: Chingy)
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| Walked in the house wit hard work, my head hurt
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| Instead of arguin' can I have dinner wit some dessert? |
| Uhh-uhh
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| She talkin' bout this phone number she found
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| Ain’t gimme time to put my bags down, she straight up clownin' (straight up
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| clownin')
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| Before we end up fightin' lemme me leave
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| I’m exhausted, and this herree, I don’t need (I don’t need)
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| Now I’m wit the fellaz, ridin' and drinkin' (ridin' and drinkin')
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| She blowin' my two-way up, but I need some time for thinkin' (time for
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| thinkin') yeah
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| I wanna go back, but sumthin' sayin' naw (naw)
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| Lemme give her some space, and the next day I might call (call)
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| What should I do, look, lemme ask ya’ll
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| Should I stand tall, or let this relationship fall? |
| (fall)
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| I never havin' my feelings crushed, but it happens sometimes
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| Either love it or give it up
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| I thought I was ya man, guess you ain’t understand
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| And now I’m sittin' here lookin' crazy like «damn»
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| (Verse 3: Chingy)
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| (Chingy, holla at em again)
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| To all the fellaz, know you feel me, you ever had a woman
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| Good times let the bad times, and you ain’t see it comin'
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| Tried the best to make her happy (happy), but it wasn’t enough (it wasn’t
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| enough)
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| Cuz mama told me in relationships the road get rough (road get rough)
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| And I ain’t the one to have my head down, weeping, stressed out
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| As bad as it hurts I gotta move to the next route (route), yes
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| I thought I was a man, guess she ain’t understand
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| And now she sittin' thurr, lookin' crazy like «damn» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freekey Zekey Skit , by - Jim Jones. Song from the album Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product Of My Environment), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп