| Damn, you ever see somebody you never thought
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| You was gonna see again, word
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| That shit is real, yo
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| Nigga should do real sucka shit, right Paige?
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| Ahaha, but you know, we stay g’d up, you know?
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| I dream of nickels, she’s two nickles
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| With that, equals, is a dime
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| She’s a cool girl, a school girl
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| It’s true girl, I live the life of crime
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| If I change my hustle, can we be a couple
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| You be Kimora Lee, I’ll be Russell
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| I’ll sell all my Def Jam’s, off the muscle
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| I’m nothin' like a cop, but, I’ll handcuff you
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| Take you to my precent, I’ll treat you decent
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| You still don’t believe it, well here’s the reason
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| You like poetry? |
| Can we read under a tree
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| Walk by the lake, while you tell bout your day
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| Would that be O.J., I mean, okay
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| You can come around my, and chilll on my block
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| All day, everyday, til the gun shots stop
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| Stop, stop, stop, stop
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| I’ve never seen you, on any streets
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| In the hood, in the stores, in the schools
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| But right now, baby, oh, there you go
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| Imagine life with me, and what it could bring
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| Possibly, endless bliss to be
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| Let’s create history, make our mark
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| Take my heart, please don’t rip it apart
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| You have potential, that’s why I’m so into you
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| Miss Celebrity, can I have an interview
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| I know you got things to do, so I’mma be quick
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| Can I feed you chicken noodle soup, if you get sick
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| Rub you down with Vick’s, do you like them Knicks
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| Well, I can get tickets, would you like to kick it?
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| Do you want a Snapple, how about a Mystic?
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| I help reassure you, if you optomistic
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| Share my visions, peep my pictures
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| Aren’t they vivid? |
| You keep them livin'
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| In the fist of Wu, plus in the spirit
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| Flowin' like the rhythm, similar to my lyrics
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| It was like, I was never seein' her Bee, no matter where I go
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| What hood, I was in, I wasn’t seein' her
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| But then I seen her, and felt real good
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| So it don’t matter if I never see her again
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| Not to say it don’t matter, but
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| If I don’t see her again, you know
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| I’m grateful for that time, that I seen her
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| Well actually, that I seen you
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| Aight, yeah, Bottom Up, Brock Bros
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| Yeah, DeJaun what up? |
| Bee-Gee on the hook
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| Yeah… signin' off… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song There She Goes, artist - Shyheim. Album song 21st Century Crisis / There She Goes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп