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Many say that I'm too young |
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To let you know just where I'm coming from |
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But you will see it's just a matter of time |
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My love surely make you mine |
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Well, I'm livin' in a world of ghetto life |
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Everyone seems so uptight but |
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Nothin's wrong, it's alright, my man |
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I like the way we carry on |
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His love will send me on and on, with my man |
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People out there can understand |
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I'm givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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To let him know this love is real |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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To let him know this love is real, this love is real |
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So much joy for us it seems |
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So much hope for material things |
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Are they only in my dreams? |
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And that's exactly why I'm singing this song to you |
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To let you know that real dreams do come true |
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You tell me what does it mean |
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Well, I'm livin' in a world of ghetto life |
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Everyone seems so uptight but |
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Nothin's wrong, it's alright, my man |
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I like the way we carry on |
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His love will send me on and on, with my man |
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People out there can understand |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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To let him know this love is real |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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To let him know this love is real, this love is real |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
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Givin' him somethin' he can feel |
