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Baby girl, you know my situation
And sometimes I know you get impatient
But you don't put on show to get ovations.
Take it to court and go through litagations
And I respect your gangsta
Treat you like a princess
And put some on your neck to thank ya
She's my pinch hitta
When the startin lineup aint playin right
I come off the bench wit her
It might sound like im gassin ya
But it took time to get from the back seat to the passenger
We been creepin and sneakin
Just to keep it from leakin
We so deep in our freakin
That we don't sleep on the weekend
Wifey
A little bit uptight
Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night
It'll be all right
If ya'll bump heads it'll be a fight
But i said it'll be all right
I really wanna be with you
Wanna be real with you
I can't leave you alone
And I know I'm living wrong.
But i can't let ya go
Your the one i want in my life
But I already got a wife
I can't leave you alone
And I know I'm living wrong
But I can't let ya go
You aint ever step out of line or get out a pockets
So i made sure canaries set out your locket
To protect you I'll get out and cock it
And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket
Oh, you're gonna play dumb if cops do come through
I gotta keep the top up if my drop do come through
But i know the boutiques and the shops you run through
So i cop her one, and cop you one too
You always get a daily page, weekly ring
Plus you aint too shy to do them freaky things
I aint gotta put a band on your finger
Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on Springer.
At first you were somethin i denied
Something that was sly
Just do somethin in the ride
But shorty
Theres something that you provide
Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side.
Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon
My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume
Its gonna be a clip tossed if I go back
With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback
She wont care if I'm a platinum rapper
If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper
So keep it on the down low call the car celly
You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R. Kelly
You know I care for you
Anytime this chick is there for you
Feelings im'ma share with you
Which makes it a little more clear for you
And sometimes I know you get impatient
But you don't put on show to get ovations.
Take it to court and go through litagations
And I respect your gangsta
Treat you like a princess
And put some on your neck to thank ya
She's my pinch hitta
When the startin lineup aint playin right
I come off the bench wit her
It might sound like im gassin ya
But it took time to get from the back seat to the passenger
We been creepin and sneakin
Just to keep it from leakin
We so deep in our freakin
That we don't sleep on the weekend
Wifey
A little bit uptight
Wonderin why I keep comin home in the middle of the night
It'll be all right
If ya'll bump heads it'll be a fight
But i said it'll be all right
I really wanna be with you
Wanna be real with you
I can't leave you alone
And I know I'm living wrong.
But i can't let ya go
Your the one i want in my life
But I already got a wife
I can't leave you alone
And I know I'm living wrong
But I can't let ya go
You aint ever step out of line or get out a pockets
So i made sure canaries set out your locket
To protect you I'll get out and cock it
And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket
Oh, you're gonna play dumb if cops do come through
I gotta keep the top up if my drop do come through
But i know the boutiques and the shops you run through
So i cop her one, and cop you one too
You always get a daily page, weekly ring
Plus you aint too shy to do them freaky things
I aint gotta put a band on your finger
Or worry about you tellin' the whole world I'm ya man on Springer.
At first you were somethin i denied
Something that was sly
Just do somethin in the ride
But shorty
Theres something that you provide
Cuz the entre ain't as good without something on the side.
Uh oh, i might be leavin the earth soon
My girl gonna kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume
Its gonna be a clip tossed if I go back
With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback
She wont care if I'm a platinum rapper
If she catch me with an empty magnum wrapper
So keep it on the down low call the car celly
You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R. Kelly
You know I care for you
Anytime this chick is there for you
Feelings im'ma share with you
Which makes it a little more clear for you