This shit's special
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DJ Khaled
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DJ Khaled
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And if I cry two tears for her
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That will be the most
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that I would give to her
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She left me stranded
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in my nightmares
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Taking pictures of my memories
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she right there
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Twisting on the blade
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in my heart, deep
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Always on my mind so I can't sleep
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She used to tell me
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she was all mine
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Now the only way
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I see the broad is online
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I'm doing drugs trying to feel you
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I'm killing me trying to kill you
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I built my whole life around ya
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I thought I found it all
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when I found her
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Shopping sprees on whatever coast
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How'd you really feel,
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I may never know
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And as I ride through these streets
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With my hand on my heat,
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eyes red from the weed, ah
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Rewind, some things never change
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Once in love and it's gone
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you don't look at it the same, ni**a
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F**k her Cause she don't live here
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I'm soaked in blood
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but I'm still here
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Hip Hop heartbreaks,
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straight-laced,
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deep bass, 808s plus the mixtapes
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Got a ni**a feeling like
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I up and left ya
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Get away now you all in the lectures
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Being studied
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by the college's professors
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Now I regret the day I met ya
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I'll be the first one to say it
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She ain't the one
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you want to play with
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I f**ked Hip Hop
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And if I cry two tears for her
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That would be the most
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that I can give to her
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I am Joseph, Darryl, Jason,
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Dr Dre, O'Shea
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And a host of those
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who passed away
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Today I'm Drake,
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I'm Wayne, 2 Chainz
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You say you want to rap,
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to this bitch you must commit
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Then you're a slave to your grave,
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you won't get out, you cannot quit
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She menstruates weekly,
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her vibe covers keep you warm
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But the source to her heart is love,
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word up, right on
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You know how girls are,
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she love when you licking
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on her world star
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Kissing on her belly,
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trick on her and onyx
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Confused fans think
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that she illuminates demonic
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But she's the object of my affections,
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God's essence, God bless her
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She bought me Bentleys, Breitlings,
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made some friends resent me
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For writing about my life,
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they thought I should have
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stayed quiet
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She took me to places
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I would have never saw without her
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And she took me
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from my girl powder
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I doubt I'll ever be the same,
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hallowed be thy name
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Give me strength
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so I don't do this dame
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like Orenthal James
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Brad warned me
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while driving this auburn Ferrari
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Never follow in her games,
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I fuck around and I'll be sorry
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But I tried her, used to ride her,
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for dollars not the fame
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She slowed me down
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and had me guzzling on cups of lean
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She's a middle-aged cougar,
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showing young'uns the dream
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Notice she wasn't breathing
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for a second then I screamed
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She's dead, and everybody took
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it out on Nasty
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I was just looking out
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for my music family
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Wasn't trying to claim her
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to myself, she's yours
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You can have her she's a
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motherf**king whore
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I f**k Hip Hop
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Hip Hop (Feat. Scarface, Nas & DJ Premier)
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| DJ Khaled |
