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And Then I Turned Seven Forget

up everyday and hear her voice, but now waking up isn't the preferred choice... Holding back the anger and giving up my pride, I wish I could have seen

plumbing problems in a flash? Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week? Baby, I sure wish I could lend you a hand But plumbing's one thing I don't

a fuck what you want with niggas and bitches You be fuckin' with this and you will feel that I'm hot and ready And you will know what I mean I'll be

stop when i pull up And my pants sag low like i was rockin a pull-up When i stop and i pull up ima be already full of Vodka I keep that in my cup a bay

, but I'll never forget the shit we've been through And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you 'Cuz you my nigga doc, and eazy I'm still wit you Fuck

' upon your turn, so when will you learn? Ain't no turns given, niggaz be twistin' and takin' shit Puttin' they sack down, then puttin' they mack down Me myself I hustle with finesse, yes, I

dope I wish you would My hommies showed me love so I know it's all good Back and forth to the bank no I ain't gon hurt I rather struggle with my hommies

and a "Playboy" no one else would know you hid And then I'd say I know it's tough When you break up after seven months And yeah, I know you really liked her and

cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel Air Well I, the plane landed and when I came out