Nuffin Pritty

i'm in a dark room looking for the sun
 you seem to be the only one and still i run- 
i think you think i'm playing games but this aint fun- 
i got to be heard on more levels than one
i gotta be seen like late night spleen 
up in ya dreams make ya grind ya teeth like dentyne
 ice drips down my back front of ya 'Lac
 already been kissed so push the seat back
 you think you gonna get it look at you so vain- 
looking at my lips i bet you thinking about brain
hand is in ya pocket checking ya wallet
 straight past the tens i'm looking for benjamins-
love is a business don't want to be friends-
 in it for the money and not for your interest-
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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