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Artist:Nate Dogg 

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Ah man, Ey game, don't tell me you love her (i mean I like the bitch I don't love her) Next thing you know you gun be all boogo upped with her and shit (fuck that) [Chorus: x2] Girl ill do anything to make you feel special Man its easy to see you special to me Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be I want you to know, your special L.A.X. to J.F.K. that's where it all happened Caught you walkin' out that Gucci store in Manhattan I was in chains and cuffs, you was with cha girls I was in that aftermath chain, you was in pearls It was me against the world, baby girl You had dreams of startdiling, The prince of Compton meets the queen of Harlem First date at mr choas it was coushier? I would coach ya La pearl, Gucci, Lou, Finde, Prada, Dolce Runnin circles in my living room, tearing up sofas Meclarin or rover, fuck it ma lets tear up the highway Let the sprewells spin till the plates fell off Then we could go 1 on 1 at dres house Jeans painted with the waist cut out You rockin' the fly way that lil bit of compton mixed with (bed sty way)"? And girl I'm not trying to excite you, I'm tryna wife you, bamboo earing, white air nike you Ya [Chorus: x2] I like your style, like the way you move, the way you talk The way you smile, the way you swingin' them hips when you walk The way you look, the way you ride when you workin' them

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