My Friend Maria
All the things I own
Cant amount to all the thing I know
But lately it just doesn't feel like home, inside
Maria
Tell me have you seen her she somewhere round here, cocky demeanor
Can tell somethings obviously have gotten between us
Now you know im not the type to sugar coat a margarita
This sint game you can find at the local coliseum
Hit a pit stop, fuck a lose - its how you move
Now in hip hop fuck the tune, its bout the grove
But i never switched like it seems she bout to do
Love's like a roller coaster gotta keep her out the loop
Said i smoke too much bud, hit too much clubs
I know too many girls get too much hugs
Im thinking girl do you remember what me n you once was
You done change so much, you feel like you must judge
I need judy with the booty - not the gavel
Had to get it out the gravel, late nights in New York - Sleepless In Seattle
I would hit it, like you you threw it at me underhand
But that's when we had understanding
Tell me have you seen my friend
Because I don't recognize you lately
Tell me where you've it used to seem like you understood the life
Now it seems like I can't do anything right
So baby can you tell me tell me where you been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Now baby can you tell me, tell me where you've been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Before you come home, tell me where you been
You know how blissful it would be
If you would dance for me
How simple things should be
If we are to be together
She told me she'll be gone till November
But I really can't remember heres a few letters that I sent her
I told her that I loved her and never put nothing else up above her
And she was my one and only so I never wore rubber
She was born in the Bronx she used to wear my Adidas
Flirted with rock 'n' roll but told her she never cheat us
Moved out west where niggas had attitudes
Gang banging mentality and fucked up moods
But she kept it 100, even got a little better
Had an extra glow to her, probably due to the weather
Took a trip to the south not knowing what to expect
Where niggas had no limit and broke her off with a check
Gave that ass bounce we never seen before
You look familiar, have you been on scene before
I want to dance and do more than just hold your hand
So please baby can you give me a chance
Tell me have you seen my friend
Because I don't recognize you lately
Tell me where you've it used to seem like you understood the life
Now it seems like I can't do anything right
So baby can you tell me tell me where you been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Now baby can you tell me, tell me where you've been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Before you come home, tell me where you been
You know how blissful it would be
If you would dance for me
How simple things should be
If we are to be together
You know how blissful it would be
If you would dance for me
How simple things should be
If we are to be together
Cant amount to all the thing I know
But lately it just doesn't feel like home, inside
Maria
Tell me have you seen her she somewhere round here, cocky demeanor
Can tell somethings obviously have gotten between us
Now you know im not the type to sugar coat a margarita
This sint game you can find at the local coliseum
Hit a pit stop, fuck a lose - its how you move
Now in hip hop fuck the tune, its bout the grove
But i never switched like it seems she bout to do
Love's like a roller coaster gotta keep her out the loop
Said i smoke too much bud, hit too much clubs
I know too many girls get too much hugs
Im thinking girl do you remember what me n you once was
You done change so much, you feel like you must judge
I need judy with the booty - not the gavel
Had to get it out the gravel, late nights in New York - Sleepless In Seattle
I would hit it, like you you threw it at me underhand
But that's when we had understanding
Tell me have you seen my friend
Because I don't recognize you lately
Tell me where you've it used to seem like you understood the life
Now it seems like I can't do anything right
So baby can you tell me tell me where you been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Now baby can you tell me, tell me where you've been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Before you come home, tell me where you been
You know how blissful it would be
If you would dance for me
How simple things should be
If we are to be together
She told me she'll be gone till November
But I really can't remember heres a few letters that I sent her
I told her that I loved her and never put nothing else up above her
And she was my one and only so I never wore rubber
She was born in the Bronx she used to wear my Adidas
Flirted with rock 'n' roll but told her she never cheat us
Moved out west where niggas had attitudes
Gang banging mentality and fucked up moods
But she kept it 100, even got a little better
Had an extra glow to her, probably due to the weather
Took a trip to the south not knowing what to expect
Where niggas had no limit and broke her off with a check
Gave that ass bounce we never seen before
You look familiar, have you been on scene before
I want to dance and do more than just hold your hand
So please baby can you give me a chance
Tell me have you seen my friend
Because I don't recognize you lately
Tell me where you've it used to seem like you understood the life
Now it seems like I can't do anything right
So baby can you tell me tell me where you been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Now baby can you tell me, tell me where you've been
Badah-dadah-do, my ride-or-die's gone
Before you come home, tell me where you been
You know how blissful it would be
If you would dance for me
How simple things should be
If we are to be together
You know how blissful it would be
If you would dance for me
How simple things should be
If we are to be together
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Writer(s): Vybe Therapy
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