Wednesday, November 9, 2011

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Let me tell you

I want a real homie

If he needs me

He’s gotta show me

Respect me

Love me

But still maintain O.G.

A man thats ruthless

Ready to regulate

But at the same time

Call me if you’re (going to be) late

I know crazy shit pops up

Last thing I want is my boy locked up

I don’t want ya’ money

I want you kissin’

I need real love

No omissions

Somebody to hold me down

Have my back when no ones around

Help me up

When I’ve fallen to the ground

Lend me a shoulder to cry on

& When I’m pissed let me ride on

(& Let my steam off.)

- 03/06/2005

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