| Everybody is having sex these days like sex is going out of style
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| You know what I’m saying
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| Nobody is in love any more
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| You know what I’m saying
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| Once upon a time, you had to meet both of a girl’s grandmothers before you
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| could get it
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| You know what I’m saying, now a days it’s like you can fall and slip and land
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| in some
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| (what kinda loosey goose dat)
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| And there is a rather large population
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| Of hole sale suppliers
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| Dat might as well hand out fliers
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| Some gyals nowa days give you
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| Faster than preyers
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| And there is no love
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| Mama always told from the age of ten
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| She can’t be my girl
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| If she can’t be my friend
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| Fi think some gyal love man
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| Just for money for spend
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| I’m hurt my love
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| What about di youths dem
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| Weh love fi breed off the girls
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| And still nah care for da youth dem
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| Wahapn to the boots dem
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| And hear wah mek go worse
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| Nuff a dem did have and nah use dem
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| Fire fi di bait who love using the girls
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| So friend can congratulate dem
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| Rasta nah rate dem
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| When dem abusing di girls
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| Gun shot for bwoy weh ah rape dem
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| Some gyal like the hour of talking before dem will mek you shoot it
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| Meanwhile some gi ya anywhere the car is parking
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| Some only when secluded
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| Well some gyal put themselves on the market
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| Pum pum fit to suited
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| With di more expensive packages marking
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| Batteries not included
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| Some bwoy shoot wild like machine gun cupid
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| Just cause dap and doop did
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| And still don’t have no one to call there own
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| Don’t you think that’s kinda stupid
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| Some bwoy have dem weak
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| And that’s why dem can’t refuse it
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| And dem think with dem john every day of the week
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| Well some fool better mind dem loose it
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| Ayo, some take life for granted
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| Some don’t understand it
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| The way we living is outlandish
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| Sex, they oughta ban it
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| Sometimes I think niggas lay down with any type of female
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| Blame it on the drink
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| Scream I love you like it ain’t an issue to diss you
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| Wanna make love but he can’t kiss you
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| I wish you cats would understand procreation
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| Instead of using it for recreation
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| I mean, it’s just my obligation
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| Plenty of kids running 'round without their daddy
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| Plenty of hungry mothers tricking, kids be looking shabby
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| And they only trying to make ends meet
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| Plenty of struggling mothers scrubbing toilets, scraping up the bottoms of
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| their feet
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| What we need is more conscious people
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| Need to teach the world their children need you
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| And cats be at the people like they never knew their problem’s here
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| And on the real this is a problem that we all share
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| Come on
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| How some gyal head so light
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| It must the altitude
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| How some gyal get so bright
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| Within their attitude
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| Why some gyal wanna wuk
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| Down the multitude
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| Don’t they know their the mothers of
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| Aahhhhhh
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| Respect to the ladies
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| Weh care the youths
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| And all of the ladies
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| Weh bare the youths
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| Single parents wid no one
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| To contribute
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| She goin 5 months and over
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| Aahhhhhh
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| All of the ladies
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| Weh face the truth
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| Even when belly bigger
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| Than a pumpkin fruit
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| And still no one there yet
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| To contribute
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| She goin 9 months all over
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| Aahhhhhh
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| Why some parents
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| Don’t hear di youths
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| Why some parents
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| Don’t prepare di youths
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| And why some parents
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| Must fear the youths
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| From all ten years and over
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| Aahhhhhh
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love
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| You said that you love me
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| Oh what happened to the love |