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We're gonna miss you, poppa yo
And you know I speak the truth
I learned that two years ago now my lady
And I've had to find a way to make you mine
Remembering the summer, I was twuneanunda (twenty and under)
Had to take it one day at a time
Had an angel and a subject at the same time
Sho ya right
They crossed passed at mahogany
I tried to make it work, remember I said, let's (let's) try (try)
This life without you is not for a brother
That's why I'm here trying to find my some kinda....
Love! Love la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la- Love!
To be continued [x5]
Move to the drum, my L.A. babies
Where the night life is young,
You will find your soul
Holla! for your man's
I don't know about you
But I can't fight it
Holla [x8]
Let the beat move your soul my New York mommas
You're giving me control by moving to this song
You gon make me lose my girl, and all that drama
I swear I'm lovin you,
You love it to, then holla
If y'all be feeling this ladies say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah oh oOo
And, If y'all be feeling this fellas say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah ooo oh
And, If y'all be feeling this chickens say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- bu cock
If y'all be feeling this everybody say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- ee-yeah oh oOo
Holla [x8]
Swing your bum to this one
My Detroit mommas
Hold me down on this one
Throw up your hands to this one
My Detroit players
Hold me down on this one
And holla...
If y'all be feeling this ladies say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah oh oOo
And, If y'all keep feeling this fellas say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah ooo oh
And, If y'all be feeling this chickens say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- bu cock oh Oh
If y'all be feeling this everybody say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- ee-yeah
And, If y'all be feeling this ladies say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah oh oOo
And, If y'all be feeling this fellas say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah-ee-yeah ooo oh
If chickens is feeling this please say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- bu cock
Everybody if you feel this for my people say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- ee-yeah
Holla [until fade]
[Phone rings:]
[Dwele:] Yo
[Guy 1:] What's up Dwele man, what you into man?
[Dwele:] Shit, Holla at me
[Guy 1:] man we tryin to this club, man trying to hit Icon or something man, you down?
[Dwele:] Naw man, I'm tired dude
[Guy 1:] You tired man!?
[Dwele:] Ya man
[Guy 1:] Step out with your boys man, we only see you every blue moon man. Let's go see the city man and the sights baby
[silence]
HELLO!? Man this nigga here going to sleep man, this nigaa back in town, man don't want to kick it with his peoples man.
[Guy in the background:] That nigga asleep?
Guy 1:][ Man this nigga pass the caken? man, I don't know man
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[Verse 1:]
Is This Is A Dream?
Is My Car This Mean?
Am I Imagining Things?
Diamond In The Back
Of My Cadillac
If This Aint A Fact (Oh No)
Don't Wait On Me (Oh No)
Who's This Girl?
And Who's This Girl?
Together Like Plural (Oh No, Oh No)
Say You Wanna Ride With This Super Fly
How Can I Decline I Can't (No Way)
If This Is Dreaming I Don't Want To Be
In Reality, No I Don't
I Must Be High On Someone's On Supply
'cause My Mind Is Tripping
Or Am I Pimping
La La La La La La La
Goes My System In My Car
I Don't Want Your Daily Love
This Is Pimping Living
[Singing With Horns]
[Verse 2:]
These Diamond Rings
And Platinum Things,
I Can't Complain, Can I?
Where's My Armani Suit?
And, Where's My Gator Boots?
My Girls Used To Call Me Cute
But, Where's My Girlfriend (Don't Know)
It Was Just A Dream, And,
I Aint Got A Thing
And My Chain Don't Swing (No It Don't)
I Aint Got No Girl
My Fade Don't Blend, I
I Got 50 Cents
With No Residence
But I'm Still Pimping
[Dwele:] Ooooh Look At That Line
[Guy 1:] Damn, Man I Aint Bout To Stand In This Dude
[Guy 2:] It's Too Long Anyway
[Dwele:] For Real
[Guy 1:] Aye Man, That Look Like The Girl From Yesterday, Dude
...Ya That's Her
[Security:] You! You!...Not You
[Guy 2:] Lil Jamie How You Doing..You Alright, Woody?
[Guy 3:] I'll See You At The Club, We'll Be Getting Some After This
[Guy 4:] I'm Trying To Party Dawg, Man There's Too Many Girls Going Up In The Club, That's What's Up
[Dwele:] Sup Right Here Man, We Good, Yo What's Up Man You Straight
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My Lady, My Lady, My lady
[verse 1:]
My lady you doing it
I can't withstand
You better slow it down,
Where I'm from, Dwele will make you forget your man
I'm trying to hold tight, but I can't help if he don't move you like you need to be
(ooh oh baby alright)
(All I) wanna do (is) glide or slow motion straight to you
(Then) Figure a way to make you move (by)
Using my hands, using my dance
(All I) wanna know (is) when you get it down on the floor
(How) does your body move and make me grab your hand
And find out your name
[hook:]
Ah, my lady
Wanna know what you eat, what you speak, wanna know your name
Ah, my lady
Ah, my lady
Wanna call you tonight but I don't even know your name
Ah, my lady
Wanna know how you feel about me gettin to know you
[verse 2:]
I got you step with me you need a ting, I
Got you, come with me, now I think its time
Wait it's so close
Let's move on to the after party,
I thinking that you stare at me for
Tonight there's no greater love, love
(All I) needed was
(one) line, one dance I thought just
(two) minutes ago you had a man
But (now) things have changed, I see nothing stays the same
(All I) wanna know (is) the quickest way to the back door
If you don't mind, I won't complain
I don't even know your name
[hook]
You are (my lady), I wanna get to know you babe, said you are (my lady)
I need to know you in every way because you are (my lady)
You're my my my, I need to know you in a special way (my lady, my my)
So come on baby
[hook x2]
(ah) my lady, (ah) my lady, (ah) my lady, (ah) my lady...
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[Intro:]
Won’t you, come ride with me, my lady
Maybe you can be my lova – say baby be my lova
Yeah yeah
[Verse 1:]
Say baby are you called my lady
It’s about 80 degrees and my AC is acting shady
Why you got on them clothes covering up your body
U can lose them trust me you’ll still be a super hottie
Say ma, I know you’re a superstar
But there’s someone down here who swears he don’t know who you are
I’m gon introduce you, girl don’t act like that
I’m just playing u know I’m just saying that to make u mad
[Hook:]
Won’t you be my lova – my lova [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Say baby, if I pinch you here
Will the other respond like a twin would
Like my Kenwoods’
Hey lova, do you see another
It’s just me so why you hiding under all them covers
Bring them 12s on over
I’ll touch till chill bumps gather around just to see what’s popping
Then there will be no stopping -- ah nah babe
U on fire ma and that’s all I want
Touch the CD player and let’s see what’s on
Lets dance while we sip come on you and me
All I’m saying is can we get closer baby
[Hook:]
Won’t you be my lova, won’t you be my lova baby [x2]
[Verse 3:]
Say lova,
If I find another, spot on your body I can connect the dots and draw the covers
U know that ya candy candy eye don’t mind getting my covers sticky
If I happen to watch your frame don’t be ashamed to get loud and kickin
If you need to call my name, do ya thang, truth be told
If I have to call ya name, that means that one night of united souls
[Hook:]
Baby won’t u please be my, if you really don’t mine won’t u be my lova
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What is a flapjack?
Buh duh da dah duh dah duh, buh duh da dah duh dah duh, buh da dah duh duh duh, dah dah da da
I'm digging them flapjacks [x2]
[verse 1:]
If I got a girlfriend, you got a boy friend, we've got a love thing everything is right
Funny how some things work out soon as you acknowledge it
What we got is smooth all we gotta do is polish it
I gotta love you, you gotta love me
We gotta be fuckin be what we wanted to
Believe that I got plans to hold you down
I can see a future in, this being A-shot team
[hook:]
I gotta want you, you gotta want me, we gotta want the best of love
I already want you, you already want me, we gotta love thing, we gotta love thing
I gotta need you, you gotta need me, we gotta want the best of love
I already need you, you already need me, we gotta love thing, we gotta love thing
[verse 2:]
Baby it don't matter just as long as you loving it
It's gon be the same thing that it was when you discovered it
Music in a lot of ways mimics relationships,
It gets tainted when you bring rules into it
Believe I'm trying to free your mind,
Respect my light, I'll respect yours, and...
[hook]
HO!, I- I've gotta love thing
We -e need to elate
I said we need to elate (skat)
Love thing!
Hey!
Said we need to elate
Ho oh oh oh oh for real, elate
[verse 3:]
I watched your friend get out of that car
I promised that I'd get that
And All I could think when I saw you at the bar
Was caking up with them flapjacks
But now that I know your past, beauty, and face
You've changed where my thought process is at
But I would be wrong if I didn't state:
Damn you got some good flapjacks!
[vamp:]
Buh duh da dah duh dah duh, buh duh da dah duh dah duh, buh da dah duh duh duh, dah dah da da
I'm digging them flapjacks [x3]
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[Girl on phone:]
No wonder your ass didn't answer the phone last night. What the fuck was you doin'? You cheating on me?
Now I'm caught up in some shit
Now I'm caught up in some shit
Now I'm caught up in some shit
Now I gotta hear this shit
You see what happened was I-
I'm just trying to explain to-
All this cuttin' me off aint helping-
Don't you use that tone of voice with-
Here we go with this shit
Are you done now?
Can I at least tell my side of the s-
What happened to communication?
Man I'm about to put her in her place
Now you on some other shit
Ooh ooh oooh oooh
Ooh ooh oooh oooh
Ohh ooh woaa eee
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Last night somebody told me that you would be in town
I opened up my eyes and you were staring me down
I often think about the last times we spent together
Ummm hmmmmm
And sometimes
When no one was around and its just me
You serve a special parted memory
[x2:]
It's our dream to see
(oh baby)
You here with me
(I miss you)
After all this time
You're still fine
(Girl let's chill)
For the Weekend
(For the Weekend babe, I'd like to chill for the weekend)
This morning
Holding a long convesation over a green tea baby
we speak about the love before
Night before
And its killing me
(no way)
I Gotta let you leave
(Although)
But at least we know
That We made another memory
Of the Way you
Let me love you
Hold You
You've got me so in love
[Chorus:]
It's our dream to see
You here with me
(I miss you)
After all this time
(baby)
You're still fine
For the Weekend
(you and I)
I thank the man above
For my Weekend Love
[x2:]
It's our dream to see
You here with me
(can you believe)
After all this time
You're still fine
(on my mind)
For the Weekend
(So let's do you and me for the Week-end)
Baby that would be alright
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Doo dooOoo Doo dooOoo Doo dooOoo Doo dooOoo [x2]
[hook:]
Lay it down (down) on me (down) on me, (down) on me [x2]
[verse 1]
I find it hard to believe someone as beautiful (as beautiful)
Inside, as well as physical, would hold back something so emotional (so emotional)
Just let it go, and lay it down
And enjoy yourself if only for the night
Just leave it because a new day tomorrow will bring
We will leave no void this moment can't replace
So just,
[hook:]
Lay it down (down) on me (down) on me, (down) on me [x2]
[verse 2:]
If I had one wish, it would be that I could spend more time with you
And live in your aphrodisiality, so that we could do things lovers do (lovers do)
If I could, you know I, give my love
You'll find my-self to be available, so that I could know exactly what it is
[hook:]
Lay it down (down) on me (down) on me, (down) on me [x4]
[bridge:]
Lay it down,
You should never ever, let lost love get the best of you, just (lay it down)
One man's loss is this mans gain
Won't you lay down your pain and breath (lay it down)
I- I got what you need
If you ever feel the need to (lay it down)
It's your world if only for one night, it's for you so baby won't you...
[Vamp:]
Come here lady lay it down, let your soul be down,
I-I-I'm gonna give you peace of mind [repeat to fade]
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[Verse 1:]
We've been together less than a week
But I swear it seems like two years at least,
Whether face to face or over the phone,
When I hear your voice, I'm right at home
Your so beautiful, more than a man could ever want
Got me lookin' for, cameras to see if I'm getting punk'd
Tryin' to take it slow, ain't now sense in lying to me, or to myself
[Chorus:]
I know it's early, I know it's soon
But truth be told, I think I love u
It's unexpected, out of the blue
But I gotta let you know
That I think I love u
[Verse 2:]
The way you touch me,
The way you look,
Everything about you is so sexy
You do your own thing
Everything about you is so damn (it's so damn) beautiful.
Your so beautiful, more than a man could ever want
Got me lookin' for Ashton to see if I'm getting punk'd
Ain't no since in lying to you
Or to myself
[Chorus:]
I know it's early, I know it's soon
But truth be told, I think I love u
It's unexpected, out of the blue
But I gotta let you know
That I think I love u
I never felt this way so fast
(so fast about anyone)Real spit.
Hate to admit it but I got it bad
(I got it bad baby) but it's a good thing.
[Chorus:]
I know it's early, I know it's soon
But truth be told, I think I love u
It's unexpected, out of the blue
But I gotta let you know
That I think I love u
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Baby please,
Stop hollerin' and let this pimp ads play
I didn't want nothing, I just wanted to know her name
I didn't know she was to be my lover
Flapjacks attract every man and I am but just a man
Please, baby
I feel we can lust for a weekend love
But don't doubt from now on its with you that I will lay it down
I know it's silly but I, I think I love you
If you just keep on moving it, baby just keep keep on...
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(feat. Slum Village)
[Verse 1:]
I- I'm stuck in
Love with you
I can't bend these pimping rules
No more than I been flexing them
Buddy love, spandexin'
And if you aint know
I play by rules an I'm ma keep on
At least that the plan
But if you keep on
I might be forced to leave game alone
(You hot like fire)
It hurts to the touch,
You burning pimp my game
(I'm avoiding)
Long talks on the phone,
'Casue you might have me gone
My lady if you keep on...
(on on on on...)
Moving your hips right
My lova keep on,
Smacking your lips right
My lova keep on,
Calling me papi
My lova keep on,
Thinkin' bout me
My lova keep on,
Rocking Prada
My lova keep on,
Working it out ma
My lova keep on,
Doing your damn thing
My lova keep on,
Making me sing this song about you
[verse 2: Slum Village]
No captain save her, my moor dawdle goings
The genie in a bottle, lucky sevens that hit the solid coins
That's all I was
Tippin' my frame, had a different dip or a dame, trip over game till they fall in love
Had pretty women kiss the ring
Pecking the kicks, bet I'm convinced, I'm everything they wished and dreamed
You was more than just a fish on string
Earned a crown that was fit for queens
You a fix for feens
Na mean?
Got a dude Sick to spleen
Type a girl that could pose for king
(Listen, listen) You got a body let me pick your brain
Get with dude, get this fame
Ditch your man, shake that lame
Come and take exotic trips, and exclusive whips with the premium bang
Hittin' the autobahn, got us shifting lanes
Swear to God, just keep doing your thing
Just (My lova keep on) keep on...
[verse 3:]
Got me
In love with you
I'm telling me
All the things you can do for me
To bring my change when you buy my money
I cop the range and now you ride with me
You doing things that make me wanna keep the range
Parked outside when the sun's high
And I love the range, but I can't lie
(You've got me higher)
Than I've ever been
With any other woman
(I'm resigning)
Form this pimp game
Might see this pimpin' change
If you keep on...
[hook]
You got me from them things you do
Baby, when you do what you do, when you put it on me
You've got me finding myself going crazy
I'm on my way to leaving this game alone if you keep on
Moving your hips right
Smacking your lips right
Calling me papi
Thinkin' bout me
Rocking Prada
Working it out ma
Doing your damn thing
Making me sing this song about you
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and so it is,
you are already one out of a million before you even take your first breath,
must be your very own personal some kinda,
so keep on...
And she will let you know daily,
i brought you in, and i will take you out,
but she won't though,
cause she herself believes that you have your very own personal some kinda,
that you can bless this world with one day and thats fa sho
how the saying goes?
mamma knows..
if you are blessed with dance,,
and when you do it
the concrete that holds your feet slides and adjust with your every move
as though its tryna keep you afloat just to see what you gone do next..
that might be your some kinda..
keep on with your some kinda musiq, your some kinda art,
your seed might be the first president of their kind,
when he or she gets here don't give up,
nurture their some kinda.
you may birth the next promoter of world peace-
world please,
and your lives may imitate this art that i have spoken
and keep on
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Beat comes in?
[Verse:]
A woman young raised by a, a brother sister, sister, mother, father's love she finds strength the trials of living life fighting for equal rights till she was blessed with love then blessed with life and then blessed again a second son a brother, brother, mother, father but they loves one but she stuck to her guns and withheld from family friends they her two sons they grew up to be men
[Chorus:]
Love? a beautiful love [Dwele in background]
Some kinda beautiful wonderful
Ain't love wonderful [Dwele in background]
Some kind a beautiful
Love? [Dwele in background]
[Verse:]
A man who met the young woman to make life when he wedded her a dad at the end of the day can say he was a father a father who left his sons too soon and made life a little harder two sons who found strength in his words? words and stories taught from another of some kinda taught through his wife taught from his brothers yeah of his love stories wonderful to tell the proper youth about things his sons were wondering now they know
[Chorus:]
Of a some kinda beautiful wonderful
Yes [Dwele background]
Some kinda beautiful love
His beautiful love, love? love some kinda beautiful Oh no
Some kinda beautiful wonderful
Some kinda beautiful love ["Con't to" x4: while Dwele sings]
Oh some kinda beautiful?beautiful if and when I fall in love I don't know where I'd be with you some kinda beautiful?beautiful?beautiful [Dwele in background]
[Bridge:]
Oh??what's your kinda love? Your some kinda love? What's your beautiful? (Repeat twice)
[Verse:]
The youngest grows brother to one son to a wife excelled in musical theory as you can see he won?t hesitate to help me express my kinda love his kinda love so hopefully our children's, children sons and daughters will hear these expressions of our kinda love oooohh
Beat continues???.
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(feat. Boney James)
In the cold of the night's glow
Down the hall in the room alone
The baby
(hooOoh) sleeps so peacefully
(hooOoh) of pieces of dreams
(hooOoh) only to be awakedned by
(hooOoh) momma's sound
(hooOoh) daddy's sound
(hooOoh) when he around
Oh wont you come with me to wake the baby
the baby
the baby
the baby
In the still of night
The baby
(hooOoh) sleeps so
(hooOoh) silent, only to be awakened by
(hooOoh) smackin'
(hooOoh) taggin'
(hooOoh) squeakin', Oh wont you come with me to wake the baby
Oooh woo woo woo
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[chorus:]
Old lovas
Young at heart
Puppy lovers
Big old kids
Both of us
Co-exist
Hand in hand
We will be ripe... [repeat]
[verse 1:]
Old lovas, Laid up and young at heart,
That's what I am when I'm with you
I wouldn't mind even growing old
As long as you're by my side
Piece of mind and piece of soul
Life has no worries when I'm with you
Something like a child at play on a summer day
Through this life we will spend our time (old lovas)
Like we're big old kids (young at heart)
Puppy lovers
Big old kids
Both of us
Co-exist
Hand in hand
We will be ripe
Old Lovas
Young at heart
Puppy lovers
Big old kids
Both of us
Co-exist
Hand in hand
We will be ripe
[verse 2:]
Old lovas, at 45 a song that's special
That's what I hope for you to be with me
In 15 years of holding on
Your sound is still sweet to me
Or maybe you can be my M.P.C.E.B.
Part of my everyday endeavor
When I touch your keys,
Your sweet melodies, they bring me pleasure
That's why I'mma freak you forever, yeah
But something bout this feel just like a dream
An unfortunate familiar scene
I finally found love
And now, I, I don't know
I'll just continue to pray that this is real
[chorus:]
Old lovas
Young at heart
Puppy lovers
Big old kids
Both of us
Co-exist
Hand in hand
We will be ripe... [repeat]
[verse 3:]
Old lovas, I'm hoping that this is not a dream
'Cause that would mean
One of us would have to leave
Depending on who is the dreamer and who's the dreammee
(Regardless)
We both are here
(So let's find love)
'Till our Golden years
'Till the heaven's close
And our eyes open
I hope I aint dreaming
And I hope that we'll can, till we're
[chorus:]
Old lovas young at heart
Puppy lovers
Big old kids
Both of us
Co-exist
Hand in hand
We will be ripe... [repeat]
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