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My mom and them don't like you My friends all think you're triflin But I don't feel quite like them In fact i'm out to spite them The love we share is special It's on a whole 'nother level He's firm with me, he's gentle He's intimate, yet mental But he's quick to flip, he don't understand Street but sweet, my kind of man Goes to church, might be a thug He breaks me off, show a lot of love Disrespect, he's off the heezy You don't want that, please believe me That's the only way he knows how to show me how much he cares This goes out To my bandana rocking, out n the blockers, chasing that dough Bad baby daddies, first of the month, child support All non voting, newport smoking, I still got love for ya'll And this goes out To me third strike paroller, dry philly rollers, sitting on dubs Cristal popping, loud talking, fronting, drunk in the club Live with your mama, always in drama, I still got love for ya'll Somebody's always hating Letras de cancionesThey're alaways sitting around waiting Till you make a new mistake and get sent back upstate And they can just say that I told you Should've listened when I told you So i'll cry on their shoulder They'll be so glad it's over But he's quick to flip, he don't understand Street but sweet, he's my kind of man Goes to church, might be a thug He breaks me off, show a lot of love Disrespect, he's off the heezy You don't want that, you gotta believe me That's the only way he knows how to show me how much he cares This goes out To my bandana rocking, out n the blockers, chasing that dough Bad baby daddies, first of the month, child support All non voting, newport smoking, I still got love for ya'll And this goes out To my third strike paroller, dry philly rollers, sitting on dubs Cristal popping, loud talking, fronting, drunk in the club Live with your mama, always in drama, I still got love for ya'll You keep chasin' that dough, yeah Child support I still got love for ya'll And this goes out To my third strike parollers, dry philler rollers, sitting on dubs Drunk in the club, yeah yeah yeah I still got love for you, love for you, all for ya'll And this goes out, to my 3rd strike parollers, dry philly rollers, sittin' on dubs....drunk in the club yeah, yeah, yeah I still got love for you, love for you, oh for ya'll yeah This goes out To my bandana rocking, out n the blockers, chasing that dough Bad baby daddies, first of the month, child support All non voting, newport smoking, I still got love for ya'll And this goes out To me third strike paroller, dry philly rollers, sitting on dubs Cristal popping, loud talking, fronting, drunk in the club Live with your mama, always in drama, I still got love for ya'll From Letras Mania