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Fight Fair How Do I

do To forget about you Why can?t I get you off my mind It seems the more I try It?s harder to get by Your memories with me all the time How do I get

Man hoe know that I'm the prince so that ass gon' drop I was born in the A with things in the face Smoke weed everyday, Zone 3 where I play Yeah, I think I

I'm gonna have to do the thing that's fair They got to justify for what I should be giving Should I lie, should I steal or should I care Cos now I've

Vegas yeah I put the Visa on it Now all she do is tell me how she used to love me I let her decorate the real estate And I let her spend a half the ticket

, so I let you be, how the hell was I s'posed to knooooow, now what you really meant was you wanted me to stay, God knows I'm try'na understand your ways, i know you love me, and I

mama... {Course} And I can touch you here and I can touch you there and I can touch you here and I can touch you there and I can touch you here and

around me, so what I gotta do to be as lavish as you? I don't roll with no crews that do the same ol' same's so I travel the seventh plain by the way

What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will

fighting for, Why do we even bother We don?t see eye to eye no more This house is tearing apart I know love ain?t fair I know it ain?t perfect But I