my dear

(feat. Defari)
[Chorus x2: Tha Liks - overlaps 'Passin Me By' sample first line]
My dear my dear my dear
You do not know me but I know you very well
So let me tell you bout the feelings I have for you
[Tash]
Listen - it was a quarter past, one - the lights went, low
Everybody know the Likwid Crews about to flow
At an Alkaholiks everybody go bananas
*******z slammin in the pit, ************es poppin off the cameras
Any mic you hand us Likwid * ******z make us killers
So we rock the mother******* now we back stage - ILLIN
Still in, my wet ass clothes, strikin a pose
** *****z askin whos [?] *******, mind yo rolls
Im peepin out the hoes turnin up a forty ounce
All yall women yall can stay but all yall *** ****z gotta bounce
I looked across the room and seen this girl about to leave
Pretty face big ******* weave hangin to her sleeve
Please believe I rushed her, Tash he on attack
Gave that ************ a oo-OOOP, the ************ looked back
I let her hit my cognac, she got buzzed and started wobblin
I asked her what she do, she said videos and modelin
[Chorus x2]
[Defari]
You dont know me, I bone you send you home feelin lonely
You always say, 'Defari - how come you never hold me? (How come)
How come we dont go out so I can be your best homie?'
Cause I just wanna **** ***; you too god damn nosey
Play your position, no games, no pretendin
Dont act like you on top when you not badder than these women (nope)
Think you a Queen, whenyou really my (?)
Always listen to you talk, but me, never sharing
And if Im sharing never vital information
Cause youd probably snitch you ************ in a vital situation
Now you want my government to floss when you runnin with
Your homegirls - stupid, its a cold world
Ima keep it pimpin like Goldie and that ******* Slim
Alkaholiks, J-Ro, Tash, E-Swift be them
But you dont know me yet and still you wanna blow me
Bust a nut, uh-huh, okay, whassup? Shut up!
[Chorus x2]
[J-Ro]
You dont know me you dont know me you dont own me always on me
Tellin me to drop my forty when Im chillin with my brodie
While I got the mic Id like to tell you that you aint my type
Because my dear you dont, have the common sense to see the light
My tastes vary; from rats to ********* ***es *******z wanna marry
You wont share me but you say my baby you will carry
You done went insane, callin me by my name; like
'Whassup J ?' Girl you oughta be shamed
Call me J-Ro, or Daddy, you bad you mistaken
If you thought you had me, twisted like a bad knee
Type of cat that wont call you back, make you bring me cognac
And a whole zone of that, hop yo ass out my lap
******* out, you gotta go, quit runnin yo mouth
You good for nothin but, layin yo ass all on my couch
Its cold outside, but you still gotta be out
Get out my doorway girl, you lettin all my heat out
.. and thats real
[Pharcyde]
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