| «This is what it’s all about!
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| Cause I know if I take care of you, you gon' take care of me
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| And that’s what I’m talkin', 'bout…'bout…'bout…'bout…»
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| (Phonte)
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| Yo (1,2)
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| Shit (Check it out now)
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| Tired of these hoes. |
| (You're now in tune to the sounds…)
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| .talkin shit
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| All in my business (of the finest)
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| Runnin they mouth and shit
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| Knahmean? |
| (Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder)
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| Like that
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| I’m 'bout to let y’all know a lil' somethin
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| (Little Brother) Me and my nigga Tay
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| 9th Wonder, y’all (Keep it goin, y’all)
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| Yo…
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| (On and on)
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| Now on the outside lookin in, it’s a lot easier
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| To see why niggas like me can’t win
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| Cause the bullshit lies in friends so-called
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| In the middle of my shit, kind of miss you are
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| Pissin me off to the point where, I cain’t think
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| I cain’t eat, I cain’t sleep — just drink
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| And try to drown my life away
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| Muh’fuckers keep callin — damn, go away!
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| And let me be by myself, it’s my problem, not nobody else
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| Stop callin GNO cause advice won’t help
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| I’m in a tight situation, you dig?
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| I had plans for us to grow together, have a couple of kids
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| Wit a three-story house, yard front and back
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| Plant flowers in the spring, but you changed all that
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| You ask where we go from here, I don’t know all that
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| All I know is right here where I’m 'sposed to be at
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| YOU figure it out! |
| KEEP my name outcho mouth!
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| Yaknahmsayin? |
| Stay out my shit
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| Let me be me, let me DO me
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| Let me do my thang, tired of you hoes
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| Always got somethin to say, addin some extra shit (for real)
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| Knahmsayin? |
| I don’t need your input
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| Let me handle mine (Yaknahmsayin?)
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| Feel me
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| Ay-y-y-yo, I understand a hate for a nigga
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| But why you have to go and turn snake on a nigga?
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| Smile one day then get fake on a nigga
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| Runnin, ya fuckin mouth turn states on a nigga
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| Like, Sammy the Bull, let’s examine the full
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| Spectrum of your deception, the scandalous tools
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| That hold jewels when they wanna get fickle on you
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| Get jealous, call wifey then drop two nickels on you
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| Don’t even act like I done shitted on you
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| How you gon' do me like that when my woman used to ride in
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| My deepest secrets I confide in
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| And at your crib, I reside in when shit got hard
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| Mom DUKES even to' me apart
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| She said, «Boy, you might THINK she pullin for you, but it’s all a facade»
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| She ain’t tryna see you get none of that free money
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| That Baby Gap shoppin spree money
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| That California Beni B. money
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| «The Listening» royalty check CD money
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| The LB, J-League money
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| The long dough, so your family won’t be hungry
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| Sit down and takin all the wisdom that you leave from me
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| I shoulda listened to moms
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| Instead of all these funny niggas greasin my palms, go ring the alarm
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| But ain’t no need for me to stay around it
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| Or next verse I’m droppin GOVERNMENT NAMES and ain’t gon' be so fuckin vague
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| about it!
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| Word up!
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| Yaknahmsayin, man? |
| This shit is a trip
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| Just to see how, three niggas can just come up with somethin
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| In such a short amount of time and.
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| Just see all the hate that’ll come out of that shit
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| Heh, yaknahmsayin? |
| My nigga told me one time
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| You ever wanna know how many enemies you got
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| Think about your no-good friends and double that shit
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| This shit is real, man. |
| We gon' keep doin it
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| Fuck that, LB to the end, baby
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| Let’s keep it movin
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| It’s like that, y’all… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Passionflower , by - Little Brother. Song from the album Separate But Equal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп