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I met u more than once and twise, first time u wasent nice,
mayde it was because the night, maybe it just because i aint the right,
maybe its just because is aint the time, maybe we just not meant to find,
maybe we just not meant to shine, this girl is sexy, jamacan fine,
maybe we can just makes sum time, book a table or take sum wine,
maybe u just wait for sight, maybe u just aint that kind, fuck first then hate and wind
or maybe u just not a meant to fine, maybe we just cant mate and rhyme
but you´r the girl thats change my mind, for you baby Ima raised the nine
chase em them things u praise and mind, nice shoes, new brace and dime
hot shoes with paintin line, nice coupe with paint thats bright
ice smooth like my paper right, you know I keep my paper tight
but i aint tryina brag and floss, get down with blacks because
H-town is full of Macs and frogs, hate now if ur cash dont talk
laid dow when my gat let off, pay now if your ass want walk
say now if your ass gone talk,