| When you say you love me, it doesn’t matter
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| It goes to my head as just chit chatter
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| You may think it’s egotistical or just worry free
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| But what you say I take none of it seriously
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| And even if I did I wouldn’t tell you so
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| I’d let you pretend to read me
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| And then you’ll know
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| Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze
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| In fact, I despise those who even try
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| To look into my eyes to see what I am thinking
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| That dream is over you gotta sink it
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| I tell all of you like I told all of them
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| What you say to me is just paper thin, word
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| I’m not the kind of girl to try to play a man out
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| I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out
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| No that’s not my strategy, not the game I play
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| I admit I play game but it’s not done that way
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| Truly when I get involved I give it my heart
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| I mean my mind, my soul, my body I mean every part
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| But if it doesn’t work out, yo it just doesn’t
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| It wasn’t meant to be you know, it just wasn’t
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| So I treat all of you like I treat all of them
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| What you say to me is still paper thin
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| In one ear and right out the other
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| I heard his mumbo jumbo (eeeish) lover
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| I don’t pay attention
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| I don’t concentrate
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| You ain’t got the bait that it takes to hook this
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| A-hah, a-hah, a-hah
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| Sucker you missed, I put all feelings aside I know who I am
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| My name is Lyte is your name Sam?
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| Cause if it is step off, grab your coat and get lost
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| Wrap your scarf around your throat and go back and catch a rope
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| And hit the road Sam, don’t you come back
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| No more, no more, no more, no more
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| Hit the road Sam, don’t you come back no more
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| Now I take precaution when choosing my mate
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| I do not touch until the third or fourth date
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| Then maybe we’ll kiss on the fifth or sixth
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| Time that we meet (mmmuaah) like this
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| Cause a date without a kiss is so incomplete
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| And then maybe I’ll let you play with my feet
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| You could suck the big toe and play with the middle
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| It’s so simple unlike a riddle
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| It’s as easy as counting to 1−2-3
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| In other terms, the Name MC Bahamdia
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| I’ll tell you, you, you and all of you
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| In the back and in the middle and the front
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| Yo, that’s it paper thin word up
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| Representin'
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| Shout outs to MC Lyte
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| Bahamdia representing for the ladys
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| And you don’t stop
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| Word up
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| Get it
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| Get it
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| Get it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paper Thin , by - MC Lyte. Song from the album The Very Best Of MC Lyte, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп