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Huh, Boo
Maan, you stay talkin you're down wit me
But you on that complaining thang, you know what I'm sayin?
I down wit all that complaining and fussin and fightin man
I'm a playa type dude, I'd to let my gal get in the way,
But, you know what I'm sayin, the Lord me with somethin
So I gotta take advantage of that, you know what I'm bout
So I do it, so its whateva

I if I didn't come home
Would you still be down me, yeah
Because I'll you tonight, uh ohh
I wonder if I come
Would you still be down with me,
Because I'll you tonight, uh ohh

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If I didn't come
What you do to me?
Get on the telephone? Call Tyrone? him come get you in he morning
You're wrong, is my song
And I gotta pay bills, keep my home
all night long
I'm ready, burnin
No what you do to me, my wheels gon keep on turnin
Are you down? So please get me started
I got bitches out of town, if you fuckin wit clowns, I'll leave you

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I let you play one time, then I you were mine
The way you caress me and sex me, I 'd have to say you put it down
You took me, and you put me under wings, I can't lie
Can't no take your place, and can't a damn thang comply
I don't if you noticed, but you're the throwedest on my list
Can't no nigga or no bitch their loving to a love like this
Up and down, thick and thin, I was there
to box or unload on a bitch, you know I don't care
When you me with your lips, I just fall in a daze
Me and you against the baby, priorities are gettin paid
Diamonds blindin, hoes cryin, aint a damn changed
Showin up and pourin up, in this damn rap
And by the way, I'm gon let you run the streets with your
When Valentine's comes around, you who's gettin your hugs
Fuck faces by fireplaces, Drink on mink rugs
You a dog, you gon rome, but find your way home, so what

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Now if I don't home, would you blow up my phone?
Punch in my styrofoam? Misplace my chrome?
Childish games in yo got yo mind confused
A made nigga or a fake? Now its to choose
Many tried my shoes, but didn't travel too far
You knew the that you was in before you fucked the star
Look how you up all my barre, you think this shit's for free?
All this hustling in these streets all this ice on you and me
Picture how nicer it can be, private flights twice a
Without you gripin about some freaks and how saw me at the beach
I'll what I preach, you sit being obsolete
And to keep my business and my hustle out of reach
And now if I don't come home, would you be down?
You are a fool, I will admit, but start now
'cause I'm still the same playa all about my dough
And I'm not comin home tonight, you ass hoe!