| When we coming home, love pick up a phone
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| Said, you know we both feeling something inside our heart, he If he is to stay, had to go away
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| Now they both feeling they gotta be apart
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| To my mother, I love you, ain’t no one above you
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| When the morning come you’re still inside my heart
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| Them reasons, they wrong, gonna carry on No, we got to be…
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| No, why does this man find them only reason to ease down they temple? |
| yeah
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| Fat spliffs of weed, summertime be better when they got sensimilla
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| Yeah, no no no yeah, no no no yeah oh yeah oh yeah
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| Now, when we coming home, love pick up a phone
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| You know they both feeling something inside the heart, he If he is to stay, had to go away
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| Now they both feeling they gotta be apart
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| To my bother, I love you, ain’t no one above you
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| When the morning come you’re still inside my heart
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| The reasons, they wrong, gonna carry on Said, you got to be…
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| No, why does this man find them only reason to ease down they temple? |
| yeah
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| Fat spliffs of weed, summertime be better when they got sensimilla
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| Yeah, no no no yeah, no no no yeah oh yeah oh yeah
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| Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I…
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| Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I… yeah
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| Oh Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I…
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| Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I… yeah |