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I Better Go

Check, back in '93 I had it all

I was a kid, yo I grew up on the Player's Ball

Shit, born in the 80's man, St. Louis Hailey Ann

Showin' my jewels to prove I was the ladies' man

Shake all the ladies' hands, feel on the ladies pants

I'm doin' the latest dance, makin' the hatas glance

I'm wit the older crowd, big brother showed me how

To make my Mama proud, look how it turned outWell lemme get back on my bullshit

To be a playa yo you had to learn to push it

Yo, 'cuz it was crazy how we hooked up

I looked up, found my face in her butt like what the fuck?

"Stop, what you doin? get yo face out my fanny"

Tuckin' her shirt in so I wouldn't see her panties

We laughed and that was a beginning of a past

That keep on huntin' my ass, now who the asshole?I don't really think

I don't think that you

I don't think you say, "My ways"

I don't think I wanna stay

I don't think that you can say, "My way"

I've done made a lot of mistakes befo'

Yo my girl, I think I better goYo, yo, yo verse 2 is how we set it off

It took ya derty 2 years just to get it off

Shit, and even though it wasn't 'bout that

'Cuz we was young and I knew I'd be the first cat

And I got proved wrong and I knew all along

'Cuz 2 years lata someone said they was the first to bone

Now I got a circumstance on my hands

Supposed to be her man, first one in her pantsI stayed wit her, spent much years, days wit her

Laid in the shade wit her, sit and played spades wit her

I always knew that it would happen again

So on the side I always kept about 2 or 3 friends

Two wrongs don't make a right, but yeah right

I was in love, did what it took to keep it tight

A year later, the shit didn't shape up

I caught her on the Kastle lot straight shakin' her butt, whut?I don't really think

I don't think that you

I don't think you can say, "My ways"

I don't think I wanna stay

I don't think that you can say, "My way"

I've done made a lot of mistakes befo'

Yo my girl, I think I better goVerse 3 is how I fell for it

If a happy home at 70, you gotta go through hell for it

I answered calls and chanced it all

Knowin' damn well we wasn't advancin' at all

Now we back at Mickey D's and movies

Chicken from Popeye's, "I know a biscuit come wit this two piece!"

Her attitude used to urk me, sweet as can be

Booty like pie, but bah, please dessert meAnd I'm not gonna be able to do it

And she knew if we spent time together we'd be right back to it

Yeep, she be like spend the night, I be like damn right

But when I wake up in the mornin' man I see the light

I got the same circumstance on my hands

Instead of bein' a man, controllin' what's in my pants

I left, I thought it'd been the end of the mess

But she still call my phone to death, I need helpI don't really think

I don't think that you

I don't think you can say, "My ways"

I don't think I wanna stay

I don't think that you can say, "My way"

I've done made a lot of mistakes befo'

Yo my girl, I think I better goI think I better go

I think I'll be leaving now

Said, "I've been leaving"

You don't understand my ways

Now I'm thinking of a way to almost get a call

Now I'ma get the fuck off out of here, I'm thinking

And you can see and I can see I'm leaving

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