Verse 1
That's why alot of girls claim they aint into guys, and mess with other girls part time to improvise.
I know she wouldn't buy that i'd seen it in her eyes, but i'm like any other guy; tryna get in her thighs, she tellin' me about how black people should enterprise, i'm like if you don't get your ass in this ride from enterprise, that i rented yesterday and gotta have in by 5, with the gas fully filled up like i didn't drive,
i told her i had a girl dawg , fuck it , i didn't lie, i told her this rap game is alright, i'm just getting by, she had a lil' weed and we gotta lil high, and i'm looking at her eyes and i'm loving her vibe, told me back in '95 she fell in love with the tribe, boo back in '92 i was just like you,
please don't be confused with the ice and jewels,i'm like any other nigga, buy ice to stay cool,like any other nigga that claim they hate school, and think" she's banging but she's no ray choo!"
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Verse 2
was there summit' i did wrong, yer i know i'm wrong, she's at home alone. and i'm allways gone, hate when she's made but more when she's passive, now she on the internet looking for classes, out of state tho, man that hurt yo,but i got work tho, but i'm at work yo, and she don't call alot and when she do she pouring out her heart, "you never listen to me" then the cord drop,umm, and i promised her everything , when i get a deal, imma get her a wedding ring, but when i got my deal i was back in the ring, fighting my urges, strip club slurges, i never had money, so i feel like a virgin, and i'm tryna break the banks cherry, tryna seek an for a canary, with a 'ferreri', a dinner date with halle berry, went from 50 g;s to 50 hundred in a week, now i'n tryna call, one ring, two ring, seven ring, eight ring, some mother pick up the phone. like she at school, and she don't stay here no more, i guess there must be more good women than men percentage wise, so a chance of having a husband just minimized, i guess that why she say she aint into guys, focus on school for a while to improvise.
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We ball till' we fall,
Hit the mall,
After weed, 'it' Don't call,
He fill your life with nothing but lies,
And i would like to apoligise.
(drowning out)
But if you can't stand right here and tell me everything gonna be alright,
cos' untill your real man stands up i'm gonna have to improvise
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