| Girl I know what your friends say, what do you think?
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| They’re all single anyway
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| So what do they know about love, love, love, love, love
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| And what a relationship it takes?
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| Girl I’ve been watchin' you, know what you wanna do
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| I can see clearly now, clearly now
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| Girl I’ve been listenin', know that you’re interested
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Girl why aren’t you mine?
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| Girl I get money the fast way, up in the middle of the trap way
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| Crack way, I’mma bad thang, I’mma bad boy, no Diddy
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| Young king in my city, this war ain’t gonna be pretty
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| And I would be a little sore if you ain’t tryna run with me
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| But I stretch before I flex, young Ken Griffey
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| We all make mistakes, we all trip, but I don’t want a girl who just wants me
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| when I’m big
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| When everything evens out, and it’s not so quick
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| No court, no drive by shootings in my whip
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| Need a girl who gon' catch if I pitch, and when the boys ask about me,
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| ain’t sayin' shit
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| And if that’s you, and I really think it is, then the only question is
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| Girl why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| I hear what they say whenever I’m not around, I keep my ears to the streets,
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| even when I’m out of town
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| Some of the people in my city really want to hold me down
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| But the people that want to see me get out, there’s a larger amount
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| So I ain’t mad at that math, I can count
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| I can admit that I became a pimp when it hit the drought, but it jaded me a bit
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| for my life takin' that route
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| Gray days, now my son startin' to peak through the clouds
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| 'Cause my son startin' to scream through the house
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| Wanna play with me through the house, instead of his Xbox and his Wii through
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| the house
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| It makes me cry a bit, it makes me smile
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| You would get it if you went and walked all of these miles hearin' shots
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| through the house
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| Bang bang, knock knock, cops through the house
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| People smokin' rocks through the house, takin' little black shots through the
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| house
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| Pills bein' popped through the house, guns bein' swapped through the house
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| A kid couldn’t walk through the house while I was trap, in and out of lockdown
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| I couldn’t be sure who was watchin' my child
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| Day after day I chase the same caring
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| Bullets whizzin' by, they ain’t brush us
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| Doin' unjust things to get justice, and evil was living amongst us
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| I worked so hard for this life that isn’t mine yet
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| I’m sayin, «Oh God, is it time yet?»
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| But wdould I die if I tried to hold my breath?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Girl why aren’t you mine?
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| Girl I’ve been watchin' you, know what you wanna do
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| I can see clearly now, clearly now
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| Girl I’ve been listenin', know that you’re interested
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine?
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| Why aren’t you mine right now?
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| Girl why aren’t you mine? |