Tha Alkaholiks, Defari - My Dear lyrics
[Tha Alkaholiks, Defari - My Dear lyrics]
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
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
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
Niggas slammin in the pit
Bitches poppin off the cameras
Any mic you hand us Likwid
Niggas make us killers
So we rock the motherfucker now
We back stage - ILLIN
Still in, my wet ass clothes, strikin a pose
Niggas 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 niggas 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
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
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
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'mma 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!
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
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
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 niggas 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
"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"
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
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
You do not know me but I know you very well
So let me tell you bout the
Feelings I have for you
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
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
Niggas slammin in the pit
Bitches poppin off the cameras
Any mic you hand us Likwid
Niggas make us killers
So we rock the motherfucker now
We back stage - ILLIN
Still in, my wet ass clothes, strikin a pose
Niggas 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 niggas 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
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
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
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'mma 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!
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
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
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 niggas 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
"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"
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
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