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Carl Thomas

I'll Be There Lyrics - Carl Thomas

Loon la lean aka young Marcus 

Young, pretty and heartless 

And my man CTzy 

He make it seem to easy 

And the general P D-I double D-why 

See why we be fly 

 

Now you can hum all you want to, cum all you want to 

But I ain't Mase so run all you want to 

Sit there act all dumb if you want to 

Spend your whole life in the slums if you want to 

I eat good, eat crumbs if you want to 

And keep wastin' time with the bums if you want to 

I got long though, you know how the song go 

My name hold weight, far from a John Doe 

It so strange how the game made my arm grow 

Used to live in cell blocks, now I live in condos 

And every morning I feel like Alonzo 

Number one on the pop charts and your moms know 

Every time I pull up, there's a car show 

Young cats, stay lookin' like the head honcho 

My escargot my car go one-sixty 

The world's Fargo Parto 

Me and Puff like the "Lone Ranger, Tonto" 

Leave the club and we leave with a whole car load 

And we got better ratings than a new gong show 

But right now you got to let my arm go, see'mon ma 

 

[Chorus:] 

I know what you've been through 

Sometimes love is so cruel 

(Sometimes) 

Oh, yes it is 

(Oh, yes it is) 

I know I ain't perfect, but I'll be there for you 

(Gonna be there for you baby) 

Oh yes I will (oh woo woo) 

 

Uh, check it out 

You choose to lose, only 'cause you confused 

If you was with me, I'd probably go abuse them dude 

But you runnin' 'round 'busin' shoes 

'Stead of 22's that cruise 

How you gon' abuse the rude 

Girl you runnin' with some popular dude 

Poppin' bottles of Voo 

Now you seen me and you not in the mood 

Girl he has you on the block with his dudes 

Different watches to choose 

Baby girl I think you got me confused 

That's like a chair to a sofa 

Ma tell her Oprah, seein' Russell in a pair of loafers 

It's evident, that's irrelevant, you was elegant 

Taught you proper etiquette, for the hell of it 

It's like you feel me, but you not smellin' it 

I try to talk but you stay on some yellin' shit 

Then you complain about the things that Helen get 

Leave me and get the same treatment a felon get 

 

[Chorus:] 

 

Uh, yo 

Yo I'm the type when I come through 

Mami I do what I want to 

As far as you if I want you 

Now I ain't come here to haunt you 

So you can have a attitude if you want to 

I'ma have you, reason why 

All four seasons I'm fly 

I'ma player, ain't no reason to lie 

Ain't no reason for you breezin' on by 

Without squeezin' a "hi" 

'Cause I could tell by the gleam in your eye 

You like cats with dough that fold up 

22's when they roll up 

Ma you need to slow up, hold up 

Here's a proposition, on the real ma, he got to listen 

I know he's loud, cause the top is missin' 

But you could be in the Tropics fishin' 

By the sea, mami poppin' Crisses 

Though it seem kinda optimistic 

I got green and a pot to piss in 

Fuck with me, you got a lot to witness 

'Cause I'ma have you 

 

[Chorus:] 

I know what you've been through 

Sometimes love is so cruel 

(Sometimes love) 

Oh, yes it is 

(Sometimes, oh yeah) 

I know I ain't perfect, but I'll be there for you 

(I ain't perfect, but I'll be there for you) 

Oh yes I will (oh, yes I will) 

 

Wa hoo, I know that love 

Don't give you a fan sometimes 

Sometimes what you gotta, what you gotta 

You gotta reach down and play it with your poker face 

 

[Chorus:] 

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