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My Dear Lyrics - Singles - Tha Liks

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

It was a quarter past, one, the lights went low 

Everybody know the liquid crew's about to flow 

At a Alkaholiks show everybody go bananas 

Niggaz slammin' in the pit, bitches poppin' off the cameras 

 

Any mic you hand us liquid niggaz make us killers 

So we rock the motherfucker now we back stage Illin' 

Still in my wet ass clothes strikin' a pose 

Niggaz askin' who's nigga nigga, mind yo' rolls 

 

I'm peepin' out the hoes turnin' up a forty ounce 

All y'all women y'all can stay but all y'all niggaz gotta bounce 

I looked across the room and seen this girl about to leave 

Pretty face, big titties, weave hangin' to her sleeve 

 

Please believe I rushed her, tash he on attack 

Gave that bitch a oo-ooop, the bitch looked back 

I let her hit my Cognac, she got buzzed and started wobblin' 

I asked her what she do, she said videos and modelin' 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

You don't know me, I bone you send you home feelin' lonely 

You always say, "Defari how come you never hold me? 

How come we don't go out so I can be your best homie?" 

'Cause I just wanna fuck you too god damn nosey 

 

Play your position, no games, no pretendin' 

Don't act like you on top when you not badder than these women 

Think you a queen, when you really my [Incomprehensible] 

Always listen to you talk, but me, never sharing 

 

And if I'm sharing never vital information 

'Cause you'd probably snitch you bitch in a vital situation 

Now you want my government to floss when you runnin' with 

Your home girls, stupid, it's a cold world 

 

I'ma keep it pimpin' like Goldie and that nigga Slim 

Alkaholiks, J-ro, Tash, E-swift be them 

But you don't know me yet and still you wanna blow me 

Bust a nut, uh-huh, okay, whassup? Shut up 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

You don't know me, you don't know me, you don't own me always on me 

Tellin' me to drop my forty when I'm chillin' with my brodie 

While I got the mic I'd like to tell you that you ain't my type 

Because my dear you don't, have the common sense to see the light 

 

My tastes vary from rats to bitches niggaz wanna marry 

You won't share me but you say my baby you will carry 

You done went insane, callin' me by my name, like 

Whassup J? Girl you oughta be shamed 

 

Call me J-ro, or Daddy, you badly mistaken 

If you thought you had me, twisted like a bad knee 

Type of cat that won't call you back, make you bring me Cognac 

And a whole zone of that, hop yo' ass out my lap 

 

Fuck out, you gotta go, quit runnin' yo' mouth 

You good for nothin' but layin' yo' ass all on my couch 

It's cold outside but you still gotta be out 

Get out my doorway girl, you lettin' all my heat out and that's real 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

Now let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

My dear, my dear, my dear, my dear 

You do not know me but I know you very well 

So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you 

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