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Artist:Daddy/112/Faith Puff
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Track:I Love You Baby
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Lyrics:Verse One: Black Rob

I met her uptown on Dikeland, to heighten
Talkin that, how she
only dealt with businessmen
Niggaz baggin joints, money off and on the books
The ones who
stand firm like gate, nuttin shook
about them, I doubt them cats waitin for me
You know
them niggaz, them big dudes across the street
She say, "Yeah, they from over on
Bullets from out of nowhere, told her to stay there and duck down
I hit the
ground but managed to pull a piece out
This bitch over them with them pointin the chief
They want beef out here, they gon' get it
in the worst way, I'ma show em how Black
Roll the dice, fuckin with me is like snake eyes
I break guys, sit back and watch my
cake rise
It's all about the Benjamins, true that be the motto
Ran out of ammo and
started, throwin bottles
Runnin, and I ain't lookin back for shit
Crooked ass bitch, today
I get you back for this
(I'll get you back)

Chorus: repeat 2X

I love you
No you don't
You drive me crazy
That's right
I'll never betray
I love you baby

Verse Two: Black Rob (starts rapping during
the chorus)

Yo since the last altercation I been goin to street
Seein honey at the
club ery week and I speak
I'ma rock that ass to sleep before I strike
I ain't know the
real deal until last night
How, one of them brothers was locked with bankroll
Used to call
my crib to see seventy-four
Kick rhymes over the phone for hours he had the dac
babe bro
told him, 'You wanna get money, see Black
when you get home', we never had chance to get
And wouldn't have, if his gun had left me hit up
He'd explain how his whole crew was
slappin honey
Besides all that, she owed them cats a lot of money
Funny how it's a small
world, baby girl
Youse about to get, fucked with no jail
I'ma sit back and watch this cake
finish bakin
And plan your extermination, word


Verse Three: Puff

It took a while to peep your style, Miss I-be-in-workin
Low profile single,
house in Staten Island
and Manhattan while, them same cats
you sent to get me boo, is on
they to get you
Fuckin witchu, that small time crack dealin nigga
He a bitch too, they
gon' bust his shit too
Shit's real, you think you gonna set me up
And get away scot free
without some type of injury
Nah kill it, I'ma flip the script on you
Same thing you did to
me, I'ma do it to you
Who knew she was the female Rambo
Fill one of they chest with four
soon as he came in the door
Life is out, snuffed all they mans in
In the end, she had to
be the Last Bitch Standin
Not for long the buck the forty-four strong
Just like that she
was gone, now it's over
Assumin I'll go back to my everyday life
Of a rich millionaire
just rockin the mic
Gotta pause, and think about honey no doubt
and admire how the chick
went out

Chorus: repeat to fade
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