Papoose - Where You At (feat. Joe) lyrics

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Papoose - Where You At (feat. Joe) lyrics

Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Baby, where you at? Baby, where you at? Baby, where you at? Baby, where you at? Every word to touch you down; it's playin' in my head Like a Scarface crime scene, ain't no bringin' it back Those tears didn't mean much then, but now I know That you said you don't feel it; the wind starts to get cold (Only) she's a woman; like a car, I replace it (Mostly) I wonder if she saw this bullet comin' like this (Only) words that I can hear in my ear It's the gesture, you gon' see this soon as you plannin' in the field [Chorus] (Baby, where you at?) Ain't no sittin' on my pillow case no more (Baby, where you at?) I just recognize I'm livin' life alone (Baby, where you at?) I just, I just wish you call me; damn, this phone (Baby, where you at?) That's if I have four weeks My whole life just flashed before me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, how foolish could I be? Wild as can be (Never) never fear bein' humble (humble) Got in and out to face my fear May never have a choice again To be honest with that one that was loyal to me God really has his ways of talking you off that stage (Only) she's a woman; like a car, I replace it (Mostly) I wonder if she saw this bullet comin' like this (Only) words that I can hear in my ear It's the gesture - you gon' see this soon as you plannin' in the field [Chorus] They say you never know what you have until you lose it You promise your girl somethin', you better do it You can't tell a women you love her, are you stupid? Words don't express your love; you gotta prove it Back then our relationship was the truest Romance, slow dance to Joe music As the time went on, I became foolish Now you're gone, everything ruined But, girl, this is Papoose I'm on your favorite track I know your friend's in your ear, but, baby, come back And I never let you down, so later for that I told you I was gon' make it; I'm the savior of rap And I work hard; you don't gotta cater for Pap I tie my own doo rag, lay back and relax You don't even gotta accept my apology But I'm man enough to admit it; acknowledge me Oh! Oh! Baby! If any one event, it was just like me Oh! Oh! Babe! Treat her like this wasn't last week Won't you call, babe? (Won't you call?) You know the song, babe Girl, you know the song; are you hearing me? Damn, I regret running all overseas! [Chorus]

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