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Yes, yes, y'all and you don't
To the ya'll and you don't stop
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
1, 2, ya'll and you don't
Yes yes ya'll and you stop
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
on

I met this girl, when I was ten old
And what I loved most she had so much
She was old school, when I was just a
Never throughout my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a girl she was secular
Not the money, those studs was mic checking her
But I respected her, she hit me in the
A few New niggas, had did her in the park
But she was for me, and I was there for her
Pull out a for her, turn on the air for her
And just cool out, cool out and to her
Sitting on a bone, wishing that I do her
if it was meant to be, then it would be
Cause we related, physically and
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd around
Slim was fresh yo, she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a down
Boy I tell ya, I her

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't
To the beat ya'll and you stop
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
1, 2, ya'll and you stop
Yes yes ya'll and you don't
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
on

Now I would see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the parties
She didn't have a body but she getting thick quick
Did a couple of videos and became
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads
She was on that tip about stopping the
my people she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method that was
So I approach
She dug my rap, how we got close
But then she to the West coast, and that was cool
Cause around the same time, I went to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why I stand in her way
She get her money in L.A
And she did stud, she got big pub but what was
She said that the pro-black, was out of style
She said, Afrocentricity, was of the
So she got R&B hip-house bass and jazz
Now black music is music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well
I thought it was dope how she was on that shit
Just having fun, not about anyone
And you could by how her titties hung

Yes, yes, and you don't stop
To the ya'll and you don't stop
Yes yes, y'all and you stop
1, 2, and you don't stop
Yes yes ya'll and you stop
And to the Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

I might've failed to mention that this was creative
Once the man got to her, he her native
her if she got an image and a gimmick
That she could money, and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's
She used to only swing it the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs, rock and dressing hippie
And on dumb shit, when she comes to the city
Talking about popping Glocks serving rocks and hitting
Now she's a gangsta rolling with gangsta
Always blunts and getting drunk
Telling me sad stories, now she only with the funk
how hardcore and "real" she is
She was really the realest, before she got showbiz
I did her, not just to say I did it
But I'm committed, but so many hit it
That she's just not the same letting all these do her
I see niggas slamming her, and her to the sewer
But I'mma take her back hoping the shit stop
Cause who I'm talking bout is hip-hop