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This Is Us - Album Version
LL COOL J & Carl Thomas
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I'ma give all y'all somethin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Word up (Ohh, yeah)
Word up
All my live cats out there gon' love me for this one
They gon' be like, "Yo, you need to listen to that joint L made"
Word up, that's the joint you gotta listen to
Y'knahmean? Check this out y'all
I got the key that fits the lock of a real dog's mind, B
The answer to the question chicks ask most the time, see
"Why my man cheat and give some bitch my heat
Slap me one day then Sunday he's so sweet?"
To me and mine, this shit is hard to define
'Cause he beefin' when he broke but he arrogant when he shine
His ass hit you up, you wonder if you wastin' time
Mention marriage, he lit a Dutch and peeped out the blinds
What different niggas feel in they hearts is scary
I used to say shit like, "Come on baby
You should be honored to share me"
She used to throw the cakes up, plus the burger was hairy
I used to have to think of shit to
Keep from cummin', nigga, you feel me?
Baby or no baby, I wasn't loyal to nothin'
Just me and my niggas on tour, frontin' and hittin' somethin'
Red lipstick prints all over my drawers
Oh, you wanna be an actress, huh? Well, my movie's hardcore
Like Dungeons & Dragons, gettin' brains in the Benz wagon
Step out, jeans saggin', crew laughin'
Gettin' blazed by the fiend for ten balls a piece
Nothin' but the dog in me needin' to be released, this is us
You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
The flipside of the coin, what team you wanna join?
You in the Tunnel every Sunday exposin' your tenderloins
In every rap cat's face, with some ol' flirty shit you say
Need to go home, wash your kids up and put your dick away
Me and my clique in motion, champagne and Alize
Got your mind bubblin' crazy, wanna flip Cool J
Spend your last on your hairdo
But you ain't save a dime to put your
Child through college, baby, now have you?
Go get a job interview, your bad ass gets a curfew
Just skip that bills bills shit frauds is goin' through
I know this prostitute who said that life ain't cute
Child born with a destiny only God can dispute
Players giggle and laugh, flashin' eights in cash
My dogs don't care about you, boo, they like your ass
Told me if I call and your man answer, ask for L
So he can say, "No L live here," I call his L
Tell him you about to catch a flick with Sharell
Plottin' and schemin' in the shower, masturbatin' on the cell
The neighborhood hustler, that cat we all know
Nigga we grew up with, son from next door
My dream was to flow and escape the hell below
But the demons in my life set fire to my dough
I thought about murder, I vowed my revenge
Like the devil's pumpin' hate through
My heart with a syringe, this is us
You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
They say a man gon' be a man but that's only half the scenario
You nag a cat, you givin' him a license to fuck a ho
When a man come home late he want his girl to say hello
Not hear all that bull shit 'bout, "Fuckin' where you go?"
Fried chicken ready, t-shirt and panties at the stove
Messages written down, blunt rolled, ready to go
Give me a hug, not too long, give me space
When a cat got issues, don't need you all up in his face
Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little
If it's rainin' outside, chill, listen to the drizzle
Now kiss my chest, call me Superman
Pull down my boxers by the Calvin Klein band
Bologna wash it, enjoy the flavor
I returned the favor, this behavior
Should save ya from me all night freakin'
With a nineteen year old, half naked Puerto Rican
Creamy ass leakin'
Every man will agree, when she nag, it's killin' me
I don't always wanna talk about how the world is shittin' on me
I sip some Alize and meditate the pain away
And get in my own zone where I wanna be alone for solo
Reminisce with photos
And missed opportunities to make some dough flow, you know?
Chill, relax, baby, support me from the background
Believe in my dreams, instead, you and your girls sat 'round
Complainin' about who's traitin' ass for cash
If there ain't no trust, then just us can't last, this is us
I know you feelin' that, think about that shit, word up
You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to be your man
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
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Everything we've been through, yeah
All the places we've been, yeah
Just don't know if I'll be the same again
Ever since you walked all, all over me
And even if we bring this back together
You know it won't be the same, no no, no no
No no, no no no
Oh, I, I, baby, I
Tried to be your man, whoa
Oh yeah
Hoo-hoo-hoo
Can't you hear me?
Can't you hear me?
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