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, make up, and break up, that's all we do, then we have sex, next thing you know, everything is cool, best of both worlds! holla at your boy, like we always do about this time, uh-huh, yeah, i know what you doin ma, tryin to get in an argument with me so i can, do my mad thing, you want me to do my mad thing, i understand - c'mon!, seems we're always arguing, but, right after the arguing we have, sex, and somehow it's the best, yes, seems we're always arguing, but, right after the arguing we have, sex, and somehow it's the best girl, gangsta love, gangsta love, think about it while the streets you roam, it's dom p and army in the fridge when you get home, sex is always better fresh off a vendetta, we break up or break you off then we right back together, then this brand new leathers and caroline aurera, marijuana, white wine, somewhere under the weather, like we sick but we fine, shit we couldn't feel better, just some sunshine in mind lookin fine as ever, who got a mouth on her, woo, she put some words together, sometimes'll make a nigga wanna leave, but when we make up, woo!, boy talk boy!, break up to make up baby, seems that's all we do darlin, but no one wants to walk out the door, after all of the holla'n, cursing and fighting, and me sleeping on the couch, in the midst of our stormy weather, sex brings the sun out, after i hit that there, seems we don't have a care, sex makes you say i'm sorry, and things like i'm not goin nowhere, it's somethin bout the p-u-s-s-y, that keeps brother in check, even i, even if you was a pimp you couldn't survive, without the h-e-l-p to provide you, think about it while the streets you roam, it's dom p and army in the fridge when you get home, remember that night? you was all like, maybe we should go our seperate ways for life, i hit the lights fit you tight at the lil' place right, i hit it right you look me right in the eyes like psych, you was goin through your act 'til i caught you in the sack, and i made you relax when i, yeah now we back friends, and the next time you need some sex counselin, we, seems we're always arguing, but, right after the arguing we have, sex, sex with best friends, from the bathroom to the kitchen, from the kitchen to living room, from the living room to upstairs, upstairs to the attic, attic to the basement, from the basement to the car garage, garage to the back of the jeep, bicycle to the treadmill, even over by the dirty lawnmower, the neighbors and the dogs are lookin crazy, i don't care because you're my baby, it's our house, and we can have sex, anytime we want to, they can kiss my ass, because whoa-ho-hoo, hey l don you feel me?, yeah yeah yeah i feel you, you and jay crazy man, but it's all good, let's go, la-la-la-la-lah-la-la, la-la-la-la-lah-la-la - sex, la-la-la-la-lah-la-la, la-la-la-la-lah-la-la - sex
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Artist: jay-z