[Noreaga] *DeBarge sings in background*
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Y'know what I mean? This for the woman, y'know what'm sayin? Coming up, just
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trying to get a nut. Y'all really understand what we doing. Ya know? Y'all
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understand that we hurting y'all, y'all come attatched. It's all good. This
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one for y'all, y'know what I mean? Yo, ya know? Its crazy. We all together.
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[Noreaga]
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I used to cut pies, in front of my girl, now I apologized
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The reason why: (My fault) she seen the red in my eyes
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When I was cuttin it, feelin like the archives
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Choppin it down, thinkin I'm, choosing my prize
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Never hit the street with out my heat, boo, told me not to
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Said, "Paps, we know the jake 'ill try to knock you"
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You do your thing, boo, I'll still be there, don't mean to knock you
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I know its hard fuckin with a thug nigga like me
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Thinkin would I get locked?
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Come home tonight or not?
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Black Princess, kiss you when I see you
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White women suntan and try to be you
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The ?Mellanin? in your skin, make it all see-through
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Sometimes he hurt y'all, not understanding what we doing
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Sweatin at the foul line like Pat Ewing
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Yo from all the brothers
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I dedicate to the mothers
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My mother, grandmother of the Earth
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If it wasn't for women, then it wouldn't be birth
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What, its all real
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Chorus [Chico DeBarge]
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We're just some thug people (That's what we are)
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That's what we are, trying hard to change the way we live
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(Change the way we live)
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But we can't take back, cause thats what we are
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Trying hard to change the way life we live
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[Noreaga]
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Yo, yo, aiyyo, you got chronic? You got yours, I got mines
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Lets get real high, light it all at the same time
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Stop holdin, (hold it up) babe its your turn to roll it
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I used to spend time outside with my dime
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She be, rocking my chain, thinkin she shine
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Straight beautiful, yo, I'm really glad that she mine
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Kiss you on the forehead, cause yo, boo
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This one for you
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The stupid shit I did in the past, I didn't mean it
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You know a nigga skinny, cause a nigga 'nemic
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But when you cook, the way that it smell, the way that it look
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Cause chef, plus you look good, that's off the hook
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You go to school to
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Sit back, or respect dude
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Work you part-time, spendin your time around mine
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I'm lovin you, thats why I wrote this rhyme
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Flying in to Bell Harbor, when we need to shop
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It's Cartier, Gucci, Gaultier, shit won't stop!
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Chorus
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[Noreaga]
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Yo, its all good, I'm likin that two-hundred ?stand me?
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It even flipped, when I was down in Miami
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Called me on my cell phone, Jones like I'm still home
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Tell me what your wearing girl, or what you look at pillin girl
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Step into my life now, share my world
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Thats what I like about you, you got faith in me
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Be shining by yourself, with little lace with me
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The only thing I love more, gotta be the kids
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You got the real hair, while other chicks rock wigs
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I can remember back then, quite distinctively
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When you friends kept saying not to get with me
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But you couldn't help it, I know the both of us felt it
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The both us melt it, the both of us dealt with
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The rumors and the lies, your eyes on dies
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Is enough for a brother to cut off ties
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To any other chick I used to mess with
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Keepin it real, cause you the real one, that I wanna step with
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Chorus - in background
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This song right here, is dedicated to all of y'all, y'know what I mean? Cause,
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we know how we are, we know how we make y'all feel sometimes. Knowing that we
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ain't doing it purposely. We're just being the person that we are. Hanging
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with the fellas, gettin jealous, y'know what I mean?You know what it is. This
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one's for y'all.
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Word up. I want y'all to tell all y'all girlfriends about this one
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Chorus
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The Way We Live
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Noreaga |