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Joe And Then

in the bently And then We roll And then Ill feed ya And then [Woman:] and then Some wine glasses of govea Get lovely And then To the crib And then Get

way 'cause I do believe You have a potential to be everything I need I hope that you can really understand That I would hate to be with someone new And

More an' more, then after that you want More an' more, then after that More an' more, then after that More, more, I hear you sayin' More an' more, then after that you want More an' more, then

they keep spinnin? Cribs, jacuzzi?s chillin? Clubs, good bud, what we call livin? Thugs for life, that?s what we screamin? Street dreams are made of these 600 Benzes and

word and everything (Sweeter than Sugar) Cars, jewels and chips, word Rims, cribs and chicks, word Love for these streets, I got it Cars, jewels and chips Rims, cribs and

that you would stay home, you said, "Never" Maybe we can wine and dine before we bump and grind You said, "Never", she said, you said, "Never" Can we go to the park and

then Grab it boo Let's stop by the food court so we can eat, after shopping and grabbing, that's fine and cheap Let's do it with some sipping while talking and

hair And when I checked my watch 'Bout two or so I thought we all had fun And then there's Joe Ahh, frustration Ahh, aggravation Joe, unbending Joe, dogmatic Joe

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