100 lyrics for "And we know it"

And we've waited through the suffering and pain And bitches ride the dick like the A-train That's why I flip, keep a burner to my hip Take a hooker to the crib, you know she got to strip Stay dip, take out of state trips Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I
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But I know I'm gonna get there someday Well its been a year and there so much to tell Been doing alright in spite of myself Just wish I could stop feeling bad when I pray Got that job I was dreaming about Sometimes its tough traveling around But who I
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Ooh, she may be weary And young girls, they do get wearied Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah But when she gets weary Try a little tenderness, yeah, yeah You know she's waiting Just anticipating The thing that she'll never, never, never, never
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For the good times Don't' look so sad I know it's over But life goes on And this world Keeps on turning Let's just be glad We have this time
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Let it burn Nor that I would Under my skin I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you So tell everybody, the ones who walk beside me, yeah Now I think I understand How this world can overcome a man Like a friend we saw it through In the end I
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For you and I What a time, what a time, what a time I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark And we stayed up for hours You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever Even though I know it's not so distant Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce
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Skyscrapers, earth movers, ground breakers We are justice fighters with faces of fire Fight the avalanche You'll be buried every time We run and run and run Little do we know We have only what we're given Our footsteps, bringing purpose, changing history
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You know I dreamed about you I wanna hurry home to you Put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain God, I'm very, very frightened, I'll overdo it For twenty-nine years before I saw you I missed you for, for
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Gimme some. I can't stand it no longer. I can't wait eight days. Don't you know I love you? Loving is the thing I crave. For your love, I'd be your slave. Don't be bashful, come over here; Whisper some sweet words in my ear. Come on over here and fill my
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I don't know why I came in this club with you, girl Don't know why I came in with these diamonds on my chain Surrounded by bad bitches I can't get 'em out my face Maybe 'cause a nigga handsome and wealthy Is it 'cause a nigga cook like a professor I
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