| Yeah
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| Yeah yeah
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| This is a story
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| A modern day ghetto tragedy
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| About the other side of the game
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| Shit backfired
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| Feel me?
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| Sometimes that’s just the way it happens
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| So listen closely
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| Might learn somethin'
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| Check it out
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| I’m just sittin' smokin' weed and lookin' at some old pictures
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| From moms house of when I was a young boy
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| When I was a young boy (yeah)
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| And the first one that I see is of me & Melinda
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| On the roof, throwin' gang signs
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| The kind of homie that you don’t find
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| But she always kept things on her mind
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| She never was my baby
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| We had a crush when we was younger
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| We used to hump & that was it — no bullshit
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| She was 11, I was 10
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| But she meant more to me than any woman since
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| 1 — Remember Melinda
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| I used to stay across the street from her
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| She coulda been a supermodel
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| Don’t remember doin' shit without her
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| I often think about her
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| Remember Melinda
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| Never really found her way home
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| But I loved her like my sister
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| Dear Lord I really miss her
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| Long as I live (one wish) I’ll always…
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| Remember Melinda
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| She always had a lot of drama
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| Watchin' daddy drunk, beatin' on momma
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| She used to stuff grams in her bra for my nigga Rob
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| Twistin' niggas was her job — Married to the mob
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| I used to take her on runs wit me
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| She sit in my passenger seat and count the funds wit me
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| It’s my fault
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| I introduced her to the game — found out she couldn’t hang
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| And it’s ashame — that I remember (Remember)
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| When she started actin' crazily
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| Was the first day she brought a little yay to me (to me)
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| Let’s get some yak because you made now
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| The first late — is 'bout to get paid now
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| (But wait) You gotta tell me, what the deal?
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| Why ain’t ya happy?
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| There’s somethin wrong & that’s real
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| An open package
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| And that’s when I finally realized
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| Melinda gettin' high off of my supply
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| And no, I’ll never forget that night
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| Her nose started bleeding, her eyes turned white
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| And I can’t get it outta my mind
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| I’m tellin' you I still remember, yes I remember
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| 12:30 on the dot, here come the doc
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| The news he bringin' me, I’m shocked
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| Another victim
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| I done made myself a killin'
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| All for the love of drug dealin'
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| Remember Melinda
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| I’m sorry Melinda |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Remembermelinda , by - Tq. Song from the album Tq They Never Saw Me Coming Domestic Explicit, in the genre Соул