[Jay-Z]
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Mmm, you don't understand now be..cause you're cryin, and you hurt
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You'll understand soon enough.. soon enough
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[Singer overlaps Jay-Z]
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Let him hold you, let him touch you
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Soon you'll un-der-stand
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[Jay-Z]
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You're my best friend's sister, grown woman and all
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But you see how I am around girls; I ruin 'em all
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Plus your mom call me son, around you since I was small
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Shit I watched you mature - nah, this ain't right
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But still when your boyfriend ditched you, life's a bitch you cried
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Over my right shoulder I told you to wipe your eyes
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Take your time when you likin a guy
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Cause if he sense that your feelings too intense, it's pimp or die
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I bought you earrings on your birthday
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Drove you to college your first day
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It must be sad, though it hurts to say
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We could never be a item, don't even like him
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You deserve better - this is ugly; Gina, please don't love me
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There's better guys out there other than me
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(You need a lawyer or a doctor or somebody like that you know)
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Like a lawyer or a doctor with a Ph.D
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Think of how upset your mother and brother would be
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if they found that you was huggin me
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My conscience is fuckin with me
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[Singer]
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Let him hold you, let him touch you
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Soon you'll un-der-stand
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[Jay-Z]
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Man, I look in the eyes of a..
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this.. a kid that stole life and me together..
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We're tryin, really tryin to make it work
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I'm young, and I ain't ready, and I told you
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[Singer overlaps Jay-Z]
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Let him hold you, let him touch you
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Soon you'll un-der-stand
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[Jay-Z]
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It ain't like, I ain't tell you from day one, I ain't shit
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When it comes to relationships, I don't have the patience
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Now it's too late, we got a little life together
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and in my mind I really want you to be my wife forever
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But in the physical it's like I'ma be trife forever
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A different girl every night forever; told you to leave
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but you're stubborn and you love him and,
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no matter what despite all the fuckin and the cheatin,
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you still won't leave him, now you're grievin
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And I feel bad, believe me
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But I'm young and I ain't ready, and this ain't easy
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Wasn't fair to tell you to wait, so I told you to skate
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You chose not to, now look at the shit we gotta go through
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Doin a fight, throw in a fuss, you the mother of my baby
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I don't want you to hate me, this is about us
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Rather me; I ain't ready to be what you want me to be
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Because I love you, I want you to leave, please
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[Singer]
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Let him hold you, let him touch you
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Soon you'll un-der-stand
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[Jay-Z]
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Mm... listen ma
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I mean, I seen you workin two or three jobs
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Daddy left... I I thought I was makin things better
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I made it worse
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[Singer overlaps Jay-Z]
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Let him hold you, let him touch you
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Soon you'll un-der-stand
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[Jay-Z]
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Dear ma, I'm in the cell, lonely as hell
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Writin this scribe, thinkin bout how you must feel inside
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You tried to teach me better, but I refused to grow
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God damn I ain't the young man that you used to know
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You said the street claim lives, but I wanted things like
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bling bling ice I was wrong in hindsight
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Shit we grew apart, try to blame it on your new spouse
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I know it hurt like hell the day you kicked me out
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But your house is your house, I ain't respect the rules
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I brought crack past your door, beefed with rival crews
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And who wants to be the mother of a son who sold drugs
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Co-workers saw me on the corner slingin Larry Love
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Meanwhile, you workin hard like, two or three jobs
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Tryin to feed me and my siblings, makin an honest livin
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Who am I kiddin I, call myself easin the load
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I made the load heavy, I need money for commissary
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Try to understand, please
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[Singer - repeat all 6X until fade]
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Let him hold you, let him touch you
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Soon you'll un-der-stand
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Soon You'll Understand
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Jay-Z |