[50 Cent]
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Yeah, this somethin special y'know,
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somethin epic
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Lloyd Banks, you know
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Cause a nigga thuggin don't mean
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he don't
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..Wanna see you smile baby
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...
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Wooo! I wanna be the reason you smile
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I wanna be the reason you smi-ile
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I wanna be the reason you smile
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After you wipe away your tears
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and dry your eyes
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[Lloyd Banks]
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I'm gettin the feelin you wanna
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take revenge
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From the conversations we have
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and the way it ends
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You wanna discuss me
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in front of your lady friends
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That's why it's just me
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and my Mercedes Benz
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It all depends,
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maybe if we make amends
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We can start from scratch
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Learn to control your temper
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and remarks in fact
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We plan to be platonic
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but the hearts in tact
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So everytime we seperate,
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somebody's marchin back
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You're amazing in the sack
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Eyes slanted like you're Asian,
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but you're black
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God Bless whoever gave you all of that
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If you seen her from the back
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You'd understand why dis feel like that
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And ain't a flaw to her toes, the Lord knows
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Her pussy good enough to miss award shows
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And I ain't gotta say nothin, she just knows
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By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
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Up and down
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
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Whenever I'm not around
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, and you feelin down
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Let the thought of me be
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(be the reason you smile)
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I don't wanna see you frown,
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like them kids watch a clown
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I wanna bring you joy and be
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(be the reason you smile)
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Baby, you know my style,
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you know how I get down
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I provide by any means to be
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(be the reason you smile)
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We done been through ups and downs,
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had drama for a while
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I'm just happy I'm around to be
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(the reason you smile)
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[Lloyd Banks]
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The main reason I been lookin at you pitiful
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What about the half of this shit
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I done did to you
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Violated and tip toed into a crib or two
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I've come clean to be a bigger individual
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Even though you're busy boo,
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the evening's when I visit you
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Kinda makes me feel lucky,
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cause I see niggaz
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when you tease 'em with your physical
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She wanna rack up her brooms,
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I ain't got no more room left
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Wild drama, section 8 princess
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My foreign chick bad, but she been stressed
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Cause it's hard to communicate
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Cause she don't speak no ingles
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I been around the world from state to state
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But now I'm back bustin in your bathroom
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Got you laughin in your shower cap,
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let's get it on
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Cause I'm leavin in a hour flat,
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really dont matter, shes mad
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Even when I holla back
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All I really need your attention for a while
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And, I bet you I can make you smile
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[Chorus - 2X]
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Smile
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G Unit |