The Roots - Yout Got Me текст песни

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If you dont worry bout where

I been or who I saw or

What club I went to with my homies

Baby dont worry, you know that you got me

Somebody told me that this planet was small

We used to live in the same building on the same floor

And never met before until Im overseas on tour

And peep this Ethiopian Queen from Philly

Taking classes abroad

She studying film in photo flash focus record

Said she working on a flick and could my clique do the score

She said she love my show in Paris in Elyse Montmartre

And that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart

We knew from the start that things fall apart

Intense and shatter, she like, that shit dont matter

When I get home, get at her, pull out her phone

Whatever, lets lay, lets get together

Shit, you think that not?

Think that dog went home and forgot

Time passed, now we back in Philly, she up in my spot

Telling me the things Im tellin her is makin her hot

Started building with her constantly round the clockNow she in my world like hip-hop, and keep telling me...

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Yo, Im the type thats always catchin a flight

And sometimes I got to be out at the height of the nightAnd thats when she flip and get on some ...

Another lonely night?

Seems like Im on the side, you only lovin your mic

I know you gotta get that paper daddy, keep that shit tight

But yo, I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me?

While politickin with my sister from New York City

She said she know this ball player, and he think Im pretty

Psych, Im playin boo, you know its just with you Im stayin boo

And when cats be poppin game I dont hear what they sayin, boo

When you out there in the world, Im still your girl

With all my classes I dont have the time for lifes thrills

So when you sweatin on state, think of me when you rhyme

And dont be listenin to your homies, they be leadin you blind

Yeah, so what you sayin is I can trust you

Is you crazy? You my king, for real

But sometimes, relationships get ill

No doubt

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That snake could be that chick or that ratShes trying to play you for the fool, black

If somethings on your chest the let it be known

See Im not your every-five-minutes all on the phone

And on the topic of trust, its just a matter of fact

That people bite back, fracture whats in tact

And theyll forever be

I aint on some Oh, Im celebrity

I deal with the real, so if its artificial, let it be

I seen people caught in love like whirlwinds

Listening to they squalls and listenin to they girlfriends

Thats exactly the point where they whole world ends

Lies come in, thats where the drama begins

And she like....yo

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