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| Lyrics Submitted By: Albie |
| [Nas] |
| Everyday she walk by |
| See me on the same block |
| Same crew, like she never seen rocks |
| Chain watch, rims blue |
| Different color boots on, park Yukon |
| You predicates ex-cons, rip arms, bettin' chips |
| Puff medicine play my gangsta beats |
| Tunnel bangers, Flex, Clue tapes bang in the streets |
| I'm just a fly, thuggish baller shorty anxious to meet |
| Till I die keep wanting to head mink to the feet |
| But shorty jail bait, might get me five to life |
| Maybe in time you can be Nas's wife |
| Place school, study law |
| I'mma pay your tuition |
| Come on campus, buy you books |
| Do your babysitting |
| My unusual style make your future unwild |
| When you get older I'mma bless you with a child |
| See now you was unaware that this thug had affection |
| Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection |
| [3LW] |
| Chorus |
| It's either you will |
| Either you won't |
| Sometimes you do |
| Sometimes you don't |
| Sometimes it's yes |
| Other times it's no |
| But I can't take it no more |
| Take your wrong and make it right |
| Just say you can make up your mind |
| Is it serious or isn't it? |
| Cause I can't take it no more |
| Make 'em clap to this... |
| Baby, baby you keep |
| Putting things before me |
| But I was there for you when you had nothing |
| So baby, baby |
| Basically it's them or me |
| Now or never |
| Give me all or nothing |
| Repeat Chorus |
| Make 'em clap to this... |
| Baby, baby |
| You keep telling me you're changing |
| You promise you will be a better man |
| But no soon as you see your peeps |
| There you go switching out on me |
| And we're back at square one again |
| [Nas] |
| Don 3, can't get with me |
| Y'all just a child-child |
| Maybe I can get you with little Sammie and Bow Wow |
| Please girls try to understand me now-now |
| Like my little sisters I'mma hold you down-down |
| Got the whole world in your hands |
| Three little woman got these young boys tryna be their man |
| Do your thing shorty but if they get disrespectful |
| Get on your cell phone call big brother Esco |
| Now let's go |
| Cause all this back and forth |
| In and out, ups and downs |
| Is beginning to wear me out |
| See you gotta tell me now |
| Tell me now |
| Don't wait till the end |
| It's either me or your friends |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| [Trackmasters] |
| Remix, Trackmasters, Remix |
| Remix, Precision, Remix |
| We about to make ya clap to this |
| Remix, uh |
| Repeat Chorus till end |
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