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

I met girl, when I was ten years old
And what I loved most she had so much
She was old school, I was just a shorty
Never knew throughout my life she be there for me
On the regular, not a church she was secular
Not the money, those studs was mic checking her
But I her, she hit me in the heart
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, out and listen to her
on a bone, wishing that I could do her
Eventually if it was meant to be, then it be
Cause we related, and mentally
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when come around
Slim was fresh yo, when she was
Original, pure, untampered, a down
Boy I ya, I miss her

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't
To the beat and you don't stop
Yes yes, y'all and you stop
1, 2, ya'll and you don't
Yes yes ya'll and you don't
And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure
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Now periodically I see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the parties
She didn't have a body but she started getting quick
Did a couple of and became Afrocentric
Out the weave, in goes the braids beads medallions
She was on that tip stopping the violence
About my people she was me
By not preaching to me, but to me in a method that was leisurely
So easily I
She dug my rap, how we got close
But then she broke to the West coast, and that was
Cause around the time, I went away to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why should I in her way
She get her money in L.A
And she did stud, she got big pub but was foul
She said that the pro-black, was out of style
She said, Afrocentricity, was of the
So she got into R&B hip-house and jazz
Now black music is black music and all good
I wasn't salty, she was with the in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well
I it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just having fun, not about anyone
And you could tell by how her hung

Yes, yes, and you don't stop
To the ya'll and you don't stop
Yes yes, y'all and you don't
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
the man got to her, he altered her native
Told her if she got an and a gimmick
That she make money, and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's
She to only swing it with the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs, looking and dressing hippie
And on some dumb shit, when she to the city
Talking popping Glocks serving rocks and hitting switches
Now she's a gangsta rolling with bitches
smoking 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 to say that I did it
But I'm committed, but so many hit it
That she's just not the letting all these groupies do her
I see niggas slamming her, and taking her to the
But I'mma take her back that the shit stop
Cause who I'm talking bout y'all is