*featuring Tiffany
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[Intro]
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Day dreaming and I'm thinking of you [x4]
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Look at my mind
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Floating away
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[Cam'Ron]
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I know fuckin' with a crook is whack
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I lied cheated still took me back
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What I do, turn around, ask you to cook me crack
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Boost my work with a jerk and tell the truth it hurts
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Cause you even ask me to come through to church
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What I do, act second rate
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I stole ten dollars out of the collection plate
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But I'm ready to change
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You got my heart, plus you smart
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And the sex is great
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And you hate rap
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I like that girl
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I argue with Keisha, I ain't like that girl
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You jumped, right out the car, to fight that girl
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You beat her ass, you ain't have to bite that girl
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And my baby got the best thighs
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And my whip she ain't never got to test drive
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Copped here up, at five
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You paid attention when no one acknowledge me
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This is my public apology, Holla B
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[Chorus]
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Hey baby lets get away lets go somewhere ah
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Baby, can we
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We can get the drop top or come through on the bike
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We could go where you want we could do what you like tonight
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Hey baby lets get away lets go somewhere ah
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Baby, can we (where you wanna go)
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Where Italy, what Sicily, tell me girl, Disney world
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[Tiffany]
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He's the kind of guy that would say he baby lets get away
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Lets go some place oh
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Where I don't, care
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He's the kind of guy that will give it everything and trust your heart
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Share all of your love, till death do you part
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I wanna be what he wants, when he wants it
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Whenever he needs it
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When your lonesome and feeling love start I'll be there to feed it
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Loving him a little bit more each day
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Fears are at hold when I hear him say
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[Chorus]
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You helped me work when we was twelve and a half
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You said Cam, what the fuck dog, we twelve and a half
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That house cost millions, twelve and a half
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But I still got them bricks, twelve in the stash
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You can't even get mad
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Say what the hell just laugh
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Standin' there beautiful like what I'm gon do with you
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You wanted me to go to school and just play ball
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What I do, go to school with that eight-ball
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Here come the drugs, here come the rocks
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Yeah I dealt that, I'm a hustla though
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I can't help that
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You was there when I flipped my first birds
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Now we gon see my son take his first words
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And um, absurd, I ain't wanna be no singer ma
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I just wanted eight carrots on your finger ma
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Since were young, you thug me I thugged you
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You hug me, I hugged you
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You love me, I love you
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[Chorus]
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I wanna be what he wants, when he wants it
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Whenever he needs it
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When your lonesome and feeling love start I'll be there to feed it
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Loving him a little bit more each day
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Fears are at hold when I hear him say
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[Chorus - repeat 2X]
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Day dreaming and I'm thinking of you [14X]
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Look at my mind
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Floating away
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You got me dreaming, (dreaming of you, yeah) day dreaming
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Daydreaming
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| Cam'ron |
