| What u really tryin to do
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| Weve been getting down for a while and I think I mite be feeling you (you you
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| you)
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| Junt one more test I gotta put you to
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| Are you a G are you a youngster
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| Coz I got otha things to do, baby whats up with you
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| Are been through enough games, to last me for a long time
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| And if u really tryin to do this, you need to come at me right, or you can miss
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| me
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| I got too many otha niggas in my life (too many too many)
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| To be putting up wit your shit
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| You beta keep it tite (you better keep it tite baby)
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| U ain’t comin with tha realness, I can do without
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| Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
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| Shoo do doo x4
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| All Im tryin to undertand is the silly little shit you pull
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| Like every time we hook up u gotta bring your krew
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| Like they servin you, like Im serving you
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| Do you dissaperar, for a week or two
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| Then come back around to find out I was pimpin boo
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| I keep it pimpin too
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| All I ask of you baby (ask of you baby)
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| To put it all at one lie
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| If you can’t then keep it moving
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| Coz I ain’t got time
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| I got too many otha niggas in my life (too many too many)
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| To be putting up wit your shit
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| You beta keep it tite (keep it tite)
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| U ain’t comin with tha realness, I can do without
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| Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
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| Rap
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| U ain’t spinnin chips see
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| I got my own shit
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| I stash tha shop with
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| I keep falling for tha wrong dick
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| Fucked up ain’t it
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| I gots no time to waste time
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| I don’t need I take mine
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| Ass fat like a bass line
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| Slim waistline, drama I don’t need it
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| They say Im shallow, that I speak sorta conceited
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| Coz I black out and be like, Naw nigga, beat it
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| Another number from my two way deleted
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| They way I walk I talk I sway
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| They wonder why I feel this way
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| I put it down, I no they scared of me
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| Kepp standing on my shoes, they stand next to me
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| I get this all day, all work and no play
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| Handle your business, if I let you hit this
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| I ain’t got no time for games
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| Excuses and bull shit tell me what is this
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| I got Mil, Dre, Mike and Steve
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| Trying to get a lil bit of time wit me
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| And got Tyronne on this side of town
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| Talking about he feel me and he wanna get down
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| I got choices and options too
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| You beta tell me what your trying to do
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| Think you beta tell me what you trying to do
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| Ima leave it up to you
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| All I ask of you baby (ask of you baby)
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| Is put it all at one lie
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| If you can’t then keep it moving
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| (Coz I ain’t got time)
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| Coz I got too many otha niggas in my life
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| To be putting up wit your shit
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| You beta keep it tite
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| U ain’t comin with tha realness, I can do without
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| Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt |