I ain't never gon' believe
Whoever gonna leave
You feel so good on my arm
Somethin like the baseball jacket with a leather on the sleeve
All flooded Tommy's that cost seven hundred g's
You lovin', hate the type that love everyone to see
Baby girl, go down like she never wanna breathe
I got a play you right, cause this kid don't usually let them stay tonight
And when I know you wrong, I say you're right
And when I wanna say no, I say I might
Cause it's real talk, you know it ain't another
And anytime I'm gone, you know I'm thinkin of you
And anytime you need, you know I got you covered
You know none of the others do what I does... I keep your rocks bluer than hers
Keep your shoes newer than hers
And I do it because... -Fabolous
Friday, September 4, 2009
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