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Mc Lyte

Genres: Hip-Hop

Paper Thin Lyrics - Mc Lyte

When you say you love me, it doesn't matter 

It goes to my head as just chit chatter 

You may take this egostistical or just or worry free but 

What you say I take none of it seriously, and 

Even if I did I wouldn't tell you so 

I'd let you pretend to read me and then you'll know 

'Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze 

The fact that I despize those who even try 

To look into my eyes to see what I am thinking 

That dream is over you gotta sink it 

And I tell all of you like I told all of them 

What you say to me is just paper thin, word 

 

I'm not the kind of girl to try to play a man out 

I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out 

No that's not my strategy, not the game I play 

I admit I play game but it's not done that way 

Truly when I get involved I give it my heart 

I mean my mind, my soul, my body I mean every part 

But if it doesn't work out, yo it just doesn't 

It wasn't meant to be you know, it just wasn't 

So I treat all of you like I treat all of them 

And what you say to me is still paper thin 

 

In one ear and right out the other 

hurt is mumbo jumbo lover 

I don't pay attention I don't concentrate 

You ain't got the bait that it takes to hook this 

Sucker you missed, I put feelings aside I know who I am 

My name is Lyte is your name Sam? 

'Cause if it is step off, grab your coat and get lost 

Wrap your scarf around your throat and go back and catch a rope and hit the road Sam 

Don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more 

Hit the road Sam, don't you come back no more 

 

So now I take precaution when choosing my mate 

I do not touch until the third or fourth date 

Then maybe we'll kiss on the fifth or sixth 

Time to be me 

'Cause a date without a kiss is so incomplete 

And then maybe I'll let you play with my feet 

You could suck the big toe and play with the middle 

It's so simple unlike a riddle 

It's as easy as counting to 1-2-3 

In other terms, letters L-why-T-E 

I'll tell you, you, you and all of you 

In the back and in the middle in the front, yo 

That's it paper thin word up 

Lyte checkin' out 

Special dedication to my DJ K-Rock in the place to be 

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