| And I put that on my life nigga
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| It’s 1999 niggas
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| Look lets make it like before
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| It’s World War
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| Once again on these…
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| Verse 1: (Mac)
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| We been together for awhile, I’m diggin' your style
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| You sorta wild, but fragile, with a slugged smile
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| Lookin' like you ain’t been plugged up in awhile
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| That’s how I met you, comtplating on how I could get next to you
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| If you was mine I would never leave you, that’s what you agreed to
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| Never meant to mislead you, believed you
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| When you told me you would make it all work
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| Plus when you said it you was sportin' a mini- skirt
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| Nowa days I’ll we do is fuss, I’ll we do is cuss
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| I’ll we do is fuck, we don’t even make love
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| I hate it when we fight like I hate a fake thug
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| In the process you kinda made me wanna escape love
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| As of tonight, I wanna make it right, wanna make just like the first night
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| When it felt so right, you held me tight
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| Told me you would be there for the stretch and I said the same
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| Now stop playin' games
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| Chorus: (Mac)
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| And I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| And I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| Verse 2: (Storm)
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| At times it seems like we don’t belong together
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| And at the same time it seems like we meant for each other
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| I’m stressin', cause after so long we been in this struggle
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| If worse comes to worse, you know I’m there for you cause I love you
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| Nothing’s changed, in your driving range
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| And if money could buy love your spending chump change
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| The house, the car, the money, jewlery, and clothes
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| Really don’t matter to me, it wasn’t there before
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| If you know like I know, you better step it up and show me something
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| Cause all this fighting and fussing, it don’t amount to nothing
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| It’s hard times, and alittle more lies
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| Baby just tell me what you feel inside, and we can ride the tides
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| This is my heart, you playin' with my life
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| See fucking hoes is your thing so you don’t need a wife
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| Cause when Storm is feed up, I’m pissin' on you
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| Shittin' on you, and if you cross again bitch, I’m spittin' on you
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| Chorus: (Mac)
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| And I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| Verse 3: (Mac)
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| When I’m alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
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| Just waitin' on your call, anticpating, pentrating your draw
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| It used to be a drug to me, makin' love to me all night
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| Had me feeling like it was all right
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| I know I’m wrong, most times we on the phone
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| Arguing about how long or when I’m comin' home
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| I never meant to hurt you or make you cry
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| Forgive me for calling you a lie, killing your pride
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| Know you down for me, slang your ground for me
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| Let off a couple of rounds for me, when they over- stepping their boundaries
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| And it’s real to me when we walking and talking
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| I made it possible for you to be parking the big cars
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| Sportin' these fine jewls and it’s cool, we can’t lose
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| $ 200 dollars shoes, it’s real to me
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| You feel that look, let’s go ahead and walk these dogs
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| And stop all this fighting, ya heard me?
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| Chorus: (Mac)
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| And I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| And I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| I don’t wanna fight no more
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| We just can’t seem to make it right no more
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| Your love, I couldn’t tell you what it’s like no more
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| Baby let’s make it like before (let's make it like before)
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| Now want you break a nigga off, break a nigga off
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| Break a nigga off, break it off
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| You gotta a nigga rock hard, a nigga rock hard
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| A nigga rock hard, now take it off
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| Now go to war with me, Now go to war with me
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| Now go to war with me, Now go to war with me |