Thu, Nov 18, 2010 at 3:09 PM

Your Love


He the type to pop tags and be cockin the brim. Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym. And he keep a du rag, keep his wave on swim. Wa waves on swim so they hate on him. Anyway I think I met him sometime before ,In a different life or where I record. I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve. But my vision ends with the apple on the tree. 'S' on my chest cuz I'm ready to save him. Cuz I'm the one like I'm Tracy McGrady, and I think I love him like Eminem call us Shady. When he call me mama, lil mama, I call him baby

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