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| TLC Miscellaneous Ghetto Love Da Brat & T-Boz (appears on the unedited version of Anuthatantrum & Anuthafunkdafiedtantrum) I had some problems And no one could seem to solve them But you had the answer You told me to take a chance And learn the ways of love my baby And all that it has to offer In time you will see that love won't let you down Ohh all my love baby Hey nigga ain't shit gon' ever change Between you and your boo Put a hold on me ever since I held you What compelled you to be my nigga Besides passion and lust You ran up on a real bitch with understanding and trust Fuck the others none of them compare to us And under covers you my muthafucka nigga When you stickin' my stuff You laid pipe unlike any other plumber Took me shoppin' all day and at night you kept me cummin' Made dinner collard greens candied yams and steak Taught me how to measure grams cook rocks and chop weight Caught a case cuz you're boy ran his mouth too much And it's a disgrace how the pain felt to miss your touch But as the days keep passin' keep it laughin' with stacks of letters Hit you so you don't forget us When you'd rather not be livin' in the cella Hella muthafuckas want your occupation But they can keep pacin' cuz I'ma be waitin' on my baby Chorus: And all this love is waiting for you My baby sweet darlin' And all this love is waiting for you Don't worry about a thing nigga stay down As long as you can hang I'ma be around Ran into your boy had heard he'd spread the word That you was soft braggin' he collecting your cheese And pissing me the fuck off The first thought of committing a felony never left I missed the big breaths you took when we was puffin' the L Just the little things you do with the bigger ones I Saw better SL 500's colorful Gucci sweaters and leathers Diamond letters feel you boo cuz I saved the sugar for you Keep the business runnin' droppin' off keys in Cancun Cash rules and you remain to be the king of my throne Position taken flippin' calendar pages till you get home Wanna blast your boy for snatchin' up my happiness But I regret what'll happen to this dollar foundation If I'm incarcerated too You can make it through rebel on the jealous Who tell us the opposite of that Forever you and Brat I tried to take the blame but you preferred to handle my fame So I'm waitin' with open arms to rekindle the flame Chorus Chorus |
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