Tonalité : E major•
Verse 1
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(Listen all you fellas,
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giver her good lovin')
(Listen all you fellas,
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the kind she understands)
(Listen all you fellas,
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then you won't have to worry no no no)
(Listen all you fellas,
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you betta listen) (you betta listen)
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(Listen all you fellas,
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here's what good love is)
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(Listen all you fellas,
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the kind she understands)
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(Listen all you fel las,
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then you won't have to worry no no more)
(Listen all you fellas,
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you betta listen) (you betta listen)
Verse 2
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Mummy I saw one day (one day)
She was on some fume vapors
Givin' me lip so I continued with the caper
Cat litter had me sniffin
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Since outside the palace
Eyes sicker than AIDS
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Game harder than a callous
Tried to enter in her shit
She had locks on the session
Fdim
Tellin me how her last man
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Taught her ass a lesson (damn)
Well, I'm not the mayor
I take care of my dimes
Fdim
But I excluded I had nickels
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Addin' up to her kind (ha)
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Short stacks with a wrist full of jewels Sayin she
Verse 3
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didn't need a man
To make her out for a fool
Dig it, miss,
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my love is credited in cupid account
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And if you need that extra help,
I got the extra amount
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Gigglin, figurin' I had jokes
for her humor
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Then she broke out with the words
About knowin all the rumors
"See, all you niggas rappin
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be like pedigree dogs
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Thinkin' you can have me leashed
Around your microphone cord"
Somethin 'bout her lit me up like July
Fdim
And with them onions
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in the pants
I couldn't help but cry
Seemed lost in the essence
But I had to find my way to take
Action for the digits just
to set up a date
Thought my shinin' was on
I had the skirts in the bag
Until i took a bit of time
To peep the price on the tag
She said "I'm that salt and pepa
Who like pushin it to sisters
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You need to get to walkin with it mister
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I think you betta listen"
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(Listen all
Verse 4
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you fellas,
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giver her good lovin')
D#
(Listen all you fellas,
E
the kind she understands)
(Listen all you fellas,
A
D#
E
then you won't have to worry no no no)
(Listen all you fellas,
A
you betta listen) (you betta listen)
D#
We
Verse 5
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was at some outside
jam one Saturday night
When this pretty ass girl got
locked in my sight
She was a ghetto philosopher
Yeah you know the type
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Thinkin' Mary J. and Sade
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understood her strife
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Caught me lookin',
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"Yo what's cookin?"
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"Nothin' from around here
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So don't approach or hope
To be the man of the year"
I said listen deer or rabbit or
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whatever the hell you be
I'm not the one to embarrass
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But the one to emcee
I traveled the world quarters
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on my relationships
Used and abused by hoes
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So my royalty stubs
But above all
I brought my daughter into this earth
So I understand the need
Of women feeling of worth
She glanced deep in my eyes
And said "oh shit, you're ill
Fdim
I like the way your mind
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Moves around at will
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Still, let me apologize
for soundin' so sassy
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But niggas act as if my ass
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Has a sign that says harass me"
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Her name was Gail from the union of Dale
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I made her remove the shades
So her eyes could tell me the plan
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Yo where's your man?
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"Oh that nigga's past tense
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Painted bruises on my face
Haven't seen him ever since"
Gave a pinch to my bottom
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And started rubbing my back
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She said "I bet your ass is darker
Than a Mobb Deep track"
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Only one way to know it
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And I was down to show it
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So we jetted back to
my crib to set it
She made it known
"I've owned thoughts of you
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Since that song 'meeny- meeny'
Can't believe you're about
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To be all up in between me"
Man, the flag was lowered
So my wood was raised
Fdim
Followed a shielding of my building
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To protect me from the blaze
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This granted access to
Southern parts of her borders
Fdim
Did you have her comin'?
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Like the new world order
I caught her with the right combination
A good combination
Keepin' it in her hard, man
You betta listen
Verse 6
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(Listen all you fellas,
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giver
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her good lovin')
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(Listen all
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you fellas,
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the kind she understands)
(Listen all you fellas,
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then you won't have to worry no no no)
(Listen all you fellas,
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you betta listen) (you betta
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listen)
Verse 7
That nigga said S- Os, I ain't retarded yo He
probably did cause niggas
Cause even when you were saying S- Os, I
wasn't even thinking club S- Os
I'm thinking S.O.B's cause niggas
do call S.O.B's, S- Os
Like you know just for short
But there is a Club S- Os too
Well they gotta cut that shit out
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They have to cause they
done fucked with Maceo today
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