f/ Defari







[Chorus 2X: Tha Liks - overlaps "Passin' Me By" sample first line]



My dear my dear my dear



you do not know me but I know you very well



So let me tell you bout the feelings I have for you







[Tash]



Listen - it was a quarter past, one - the lights went, low



Everybody know the Likwid Crew's about to flow



At an Alkaholiks everybody go bananas



Niggaz slammin in the pit, bitches poppin off the cameras



Any mic you hand us Likwid niggaz make us killers



So we rock the motherfucker now we back stage - ILLIN



Still in, my wet ass clothes, strikin a pose



Niggaz askin who's (?) nigga, mind yo' rolls



I'm peepin out the hoes turnin up a forty ounce



All y'all women y'all can stay but all y'all niggaz gotta bounce



I looked across the room and seen this girl about to leave



Pretty face big titties weave hangin to her sleeve



Please believe I rushed her, Tash he on attack



Gave that bitch a oo-OOOP, the bitch looked back



I let her hit my cognac, she got buzzed and started wobblin



I asked her what she do, she said videos and modelin







[Chorus] - 2X







[Defari]



You don't know me, I bone you send you home feelin lonely



You always say, "Defari - how come you never hold me? (How come)



How come we don't go out so I can be your best homie?"



Cause I just wanna FUCK; you too god damn nosey



Play your position, no games, no pretendin



Don't act like you on top when you not badder than these women (nope)



Think you a Queen, when you really my (?)



Always listen to you talk, but me, never sharing



And if I'm sharing never vital information



cause you'd probably snitch you bitch in a vital situation



Now you want my government to floss when you runnin with



your homegirls - stupid, it's a cold world



I'ma keep it pimpin like Goldie and that nigga Slim



Alkaholiks, J-Ro, Tash, E-Swift be them



But you don't know me yet and still you wanna blow me



Bust a nut, uh-huh, okay, whassup? Shut up!







[Chorus] - 2X







[J-Ro]



You don't know me you don't know me you don't own me always on me



Tellin me to drop my forty when I'm chillin with my brodie



While I got the mic I'd like to tell you that you ain't my type



Because my dear you don't, have the common sense to see the light



My tastes vary; from rats to bitches niggaz wanna marry



You won't share me but you say my baby you will carry



You done went insane, callin me by my name; like



"Whassup J?"Girl you oughta be shamed



Call me J-Ro, or Daddy, you bad you mistaken



if you thought you had me, twisted like a bad knee



Type of cat that won't call you back, make you bring me cognac



And a whole zone of that, hop yo' ass out my lap



Fuck out, you gotta go, quit runnin yo' mouth



You good for nothin but, layin yo' ass all on my couch



It's cold outside, but you still gotta be out



Get out my doorway girl, you lettin all my heat out



.. and that's real







[Pharcyde]



"My dear my dear my dear you do not know me but I know you very well



Now let me tell you bout the feelings I have for you"







[Chorus] - 2X