| Whassup Boo? |
| Swear I’ll never call you bitch again
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| You ain’t fuck with me, hehehe
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| I swear I’ll never call you bitch again
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| (All I just wanna say is um, if I fuckin apologized)
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| I swear I’ll never call you bitch again
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| (I ain’t mean to call you a bitch)
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| I’ll never call you bitch again
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| Damn — gave my homey 90 days for domestic violence
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| I try to picture myself, in this position but remain silent
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| I get to thinkin bout this shit, we been through
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| We close like kin but you remain my friend to This life of sin, done got the both of us in trouble
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| But you always stay down for a nigga, so that’s why I love you
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| Reminiscin needin tissues, fightin over childish issues
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| Swear I can’t live witchu but withouchu every day I miss you
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| When we roll you hold my pistol, my gangsta bitch-ich
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| You always in the mood for love, that’s why I’m sleepin witchu
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| Though not the man of your dreams, my plan and schemes
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| To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
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| I see yesterday I called you names, and played games on yo’mind
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| I promise that I’ll change in time
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| It’s a complicated world, so girl just be a friend
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| I swear I’ll never call you bitch again (and that’s my word)
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| + (2Pac)
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| We came. |
| too far.
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| to throw it all away
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| (I swear I’ll never call you bitch again, believe me)
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| We came. |
| way too far pretty baby
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| to throw it all away, throw it all away
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| (I swear I’ll never call you bitch again, heyyy)
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| I wake up early in the mornin, at the crack of dawn
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| Nigga still tired so I’m yawnin, and now I’m gone
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| Tryin to get my money on strong, so an early riser
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| Out befo’them other guys, that’s the way to profit every time
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| Can’t get too close, my enemies, they see ghosts, they envy me Plus we been beefin with the East coast, with casualites
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| Got stopped in traffic, had a warrant, so they gaffled me But while I’m gone, watch my business, and my back for me My enemies think they got me crossed, they ain’t knowin
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| Ain’t no love for player haters where you cowards goin
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| You paid bail, got me out of jail, home again
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| I promise not to leave you on your own again
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| Cristal corks are popped, romantic, thoughts are dropped
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| It’s so frantic but don’t panic cause we crossed the top
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| I found a partner and a rider, a woman and friend
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| I swear I’ll never call you bitch again, believe me I know, I know
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| All that is dead though, I’m changed, I’m tellin you.
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| I know what time it is, gotta give a nigga time
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| to grow up y’knahmsayin? |
| That was way back then
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| You’re my nigga, my best friend
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| Never gonna call you, a bitch again
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| Yea yea yea
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| Ohhhhhhhhhh
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| Witness the evil men do, all this shit I been through
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| Never meant to hurt you, can we make this work boo?
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| I know you been feelin pain, things are not the same
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| Waitin to Exhale while I’m sittin in the county jail
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| Keep yo’head up, cause things are gettin better
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| My cellmates shed tears off yo’last love letter
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| Told 'em you would find a friend so keep yo’eyes peeled
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| Sorry if I cuss but it’s the suffering that I feel
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| Who can I trust and if I bust will she snitch
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| Even though you ain’t the type to trip
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| Sorry if I called you bitch
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| You showed me the definition of feminine
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| The difference between a pack of bitches and black women
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| I see the boss for the third time, hope to see you soon
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| Pictures of us kissin in the living room, in the nude
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| Thanks for bein there, much more than a friend
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| I swear I’ll never call you bitch again, believe me
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| — repeat 2X |