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amil - heard it all lyrics

[amil]
n-gg- you ain’t told me nothing i ain’t heard and
action speaks louder than words and
said you would treat me right
they said you be sweating every freak in sight
yeah i know, one day you gon marry me
yeah i know, you want to have your seed
yeah i know, don’t worry, ’cause there is no other
yeah i know, and you can’t stand your baby mother, right
oh, you never felt this way before, huh
wanna keep me in the gucci stores, huh
what happened to them minks and the diamond rings
lying -ss n-gg-, you ain’t buyin me things
n-gg- don’t tell me i’m your flyest b-tch
if i can’t get the keys just to drive the whip
if i ain’t the one you take on the private trips
if you got it like you say you do then provide them chips n-gg-

chorus
[jay-z]
we’ll always be togetha
no one can f-ck you betta
[amil]
yeah n-gg- i heard this all before
yeah n-gg- i heard this all before
yeah n-gg- you drive me crazy
i wanna have your baby
[jay-z]
yeah b-tch, i heard this all before
yeah b-tch, i heard this all before

[jay-z]
i thought you ain’t like rap
you was deceiving me
all you do all day is watch bet
actin like you ain’t recognize when you met me in the ride
mispr-nouncing my name, squinting your eyes
you shouldn’t play games wit pimp like i
now that i gained you, i’m supposed to sympathise
yeah i know, you hait parties and you never go out
yeah i know, you a nun and you stay in your house
yeah i know, well can you please do me this favor
how you been with three rappers and six ball players, tell me that
sh-t, we both gamin eachother
lying through our teeth, both blaming eachother
i tried to front on you i take you to my rest
you tried to front on me actin like you ain’t impressed
i’m tryin to see if the coochie’s propa
you trying to score your self a gucci parka
and that new sh-t from prada
you tryin to get a rich baby father
i’m tryin to forget you by tomorra
this ain’t rocket science
ain’t no rock buyin, just a hard rock lyin
and stop frontin like your sh-t is real
you get your game from oprah and lauryen hill
and if you are a nice girl, and i read you wrong
look, i’m sorry if i lead you on, ok

[amil]
nah n-gg-, you ain’t got to apologize
i knew that b-tch want your cousin on your father’s side
i mean d-mn, you don’t even let me answer your cell
i mean d-mn, why i still got to ring the bell?
i find girl phone numbers and you say they your mans
when i call you don’t even know who i am
so you can go ahead wit all that game you throw me
don’t tell me, motherf-cka show me

chorus x2

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