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I don't know why I feel like i feel
this fling wit you ain't even real.
You keep tryin' to ease into my heart
I'm not no fool you ain't rippin' it apart.
You think you know what I need
but you ain't nothin' but a gonnabe steed.
You can't even measure up to a man
I'm just lettin' you know where I stand.
You really think i like your rap
i'm not impressed with yo colored do cap.
Guess what? I ain't lookin' for no thug
my heart shan't be swept under the rug.
You think you can have any girl but chose me
i'm sorry boo that's not how it's gonna be.
I ain't looking for no smooth talkin' man
just give me an equal Eminem fan.
I know the real reason you chose me
there is somethin' in these jeans you wanna see.
Sit down so I can tell you the only way
and that is to put a ring on my finger-
and to say you love me more than one day.
Copyright © Kalia Hastings | Year Posted 2006
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