Mr. Lee - Believe lyrics

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Mr. Lee - Believe lyrics

[Hook x2: Jodeci sample] Do you believe in love And the promise that it gives? I wanna love you for life Cause your love is why I live [Verse 1: David Banner] Banner when you coming back? Tell me when I ever left? I got two tatted on my spine you on my mind in every breath Have I ever went on TV and not call your f**ing name? Yeah I slept with other dames, but my love for you don't change Give a f** what haters say, b**h go drink some Gatorade b**h I get that money too, never wood all in your face But when I'm gone I'm gettin' cash, while them n***as on they a** Fat as f** fallin' off while I keep my foot all on the gas Keepin' my hand all up on the grain God on my heart, money on my brain I got a little money but my heart didn't change I bet a mothaf**a gon respect your name Don't smoke that much, ain't on that dust Keep some hen all in my cup Take my fingers twist them f**s Say your name and throw it up [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Big KRIT] You always on my mind when I'm on the road Doing shows, puttin' it down For me and you, I remain true And represent till' I'm underground You do the same just as I would change Hold your curb while the caddy swang On them f** n***as that ain't f** with ya' Cuz of your past, until I came in yo life I ain't ashamed to call you my wife All these other hoes been' trife Ain't no secret I be creepin', but I dedicate my life To your warm embrace, skin as soft as that red clay Heart beat like a 808, in my old school when I blast the ba** Rep this here all in they face Proudly say you in a southern state, of mind Ain't no other worth my time And when I set ya' out, you shine For the world to see that you was meant for me And I love you so Mississippi I'm foreva with ya' through thick and thin I just need to know, do ya'... [Hook x2] [Verse 3: David Banner] Why they wanna talk about us? They ain't never really gave a f** about love They ain't never really gave a f** about you A f** about me, the S to I-P The J to A-C The D to A-V-I-D, B-A double N-E-R Rolling up 55 like a split cigar All of my folks yellin' out "You can't make it n***a" I did though for my kin folks You can't crush my heart its been broke In your river I been soaked When I hear your name it gives hope Don't smoke that much, ain't on that dust Keep some hen all in my cup Take my fingers twist them f**s Say your name and throw it up (Scratches) Yeah [Hook x2]

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