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You Are Blind

Do I talk too proper to recognize my being Do I have to used the word nigga just to have you leanin Have you spending Time is not an issue, I just want to wish you Even want to kiss you But you don’t hear me Your eyes won’t let you see me I’m not vibin da way you like It’s not my fault that I see more to life Then to run da streets no purpose in mind Drinkin all day getting high at night Sittin on da stoop with nothing to do Yea I can ball, I can make it do what it do But I rock suits like a corporate thug Sittin in my office with my corporate mug I can go down to saks fifth and stack fits Or go down magnolia bumping dat nolia Gators on and da Stacy Adams Looking fresh in the spot and you lookin at em Your man jus bounced with next fly booty Now you looking at me wishin you had em My crib stay clean in the lap of comfort Got my own stuff so you can come for About several minutes to several days Nothing will change it’ll stay the same No front, not acting, you see what you get Go ahead and be a go getta maybe we’ll be betta Maybe you’ll see cheddar through the bad weather But shorty you’re blind so that time will be never

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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