Puppy Love Lyrics - 50 Cent

Call it Puppy Love Curtis and Tisha in the tree 

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She was pregnant by me once, glad she didn't have it 

'Cause I be paying child support now, goddamn it 

Tish was my bitch, till she fucked my god-brother 

I was heated when I heard, wanted to go upside his head 

It was Christmas, I just bought the bitch a sheepskin kid 

I was sick to my stomach, nigga, this is real shit 

I ain't the sensitive type, I ain't sit around crying 

I caught the bitch on the avenue and punched her in the eye 

Call it Puppy Love Curtis and Janelle in the tree 

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D's came locked my ass up like a savage 

Then came Doobie in the baby carriage 

Imagine how it felt summer day pretty blue skies 

I gazed memorized at her in with green eyes 

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I'm so into you baby, we don't even got touch 

That the type shit I say when I really want to fuck 

'Cause her cousin Tisha lived by baby [unverified] forty 

Sold crack before rap so everybody know me 

Chase Jus down cut his head the motherfucker owe me 

Vick's spinning, Cheek's was the hottest rapper in the hood 

I ain't hate but on the low I didn't think he was good 

We wore timberland boots, carhartt suits 

You can tell a nigga paid when his filas shoes suede 

Ock a Ceaser or a fade kept a pistol or a blade 

Try to flip a 62 like every couple days 

I get knocked I come home its all a part of the game 

Catch a snitch, cut a snitch or put one in his frame 

Its like every other summer I was back and forth to jail 

Telling nanna I'm copping out, so I don't need bail 

Just the convesary, put the money orders in the mail 

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Call it Puppy Love Curtis and Deawn in the tree 

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Call it puppy love, call it puppy love 

She came to see me on the alley, wrote me letters all the time 

And I responded to the letters so she stayed on my mind 

Told myself I'ma grind 

As soon as I get out that paper what I'm about 

After four months home I had the Lan I shine 

Two months later I copped the Benz my nine 

Stay all cocked even when it hot, TAZ out 

TNT on the block, make yourself get knocked 

I just love em and leave 'em, I don't give a fuck 

I mean she didn't give a fuck, she had a nigga in my truck 

Call it Puppy Love Curtis and Shaniqua in the tree 

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