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Move One (Pac Div)

Wrong Since you don't wanna hear my voice, just hear my song Now all I need from you is to fix your attitude So we can move on Then we can move on She was mad at first, she ain't mad no more I guess I changed her mind when I opened that door You know it's hard to ignore tear drops on the floor At least I know right now that she loves me to the core She let's me in, I confessed my sins She unzips my pants, now we back to the norm This is what lovers do All my niggas can relate, they got mothers too And I can't tell you shit cause I'm as stubborn as you So my best bet is to stop fucking with you But, that ain't right And if you can't forgive me then that ain't nice Man, I tried, I tried, I try I tried, I tried, I tried to not do you wrong Since you don't wanna hear my voice, just hear my song Now all I need from you is to fix your attitude So we can move on Then we can move on I said she's three times a lady, three types of crazy Rick James superfreak, three times daily Don't wanna see your eyes make the beat cry, baby Morning after can't find my Levis, baby Breath stinkin' in my draws had to beat down your walls A night of liquor you forget what all the shoutin's for Intentions pure so I swear it's not the alcohol These the type of things Sting wrote ballads on Oh, you heated now? I'm a get my gallop on Never was the one that you could put that saddle on Tryin' to take you down, you tryin' to get your battle on It's too much drama, get your actin' on Move On I can't seem to lose you My mind keeps racing Cause you I keep chasing I'm trying to be patient I'm trying to be cool But cool warms to heat And heat starts burning And heat starts turning into sleet My mind plays repeat on the moments that we shared It was deep, it was you, it was we, it was sweet Now it's bitter cause you're gone 'til the Winter best it's too long 'til November Somersaults, no love is lost, I hope Cause I'm swinging for the knockout but you got me by the ropes Put me on a necklace, girl you got me by the throat Quit playin' with my heart baby, you got me 'bout to choke I write this then I smoke, maybe you'll appear Sooner than later my dear Maybe this year