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Tha Alkaholiks - My Dear Lyrics
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[ Featuring Defari, Tha Liks ]

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 show 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 motherf*cker, now we back stage (chillin')
Still in my wet ass clothes, strikin' a pose
Niggas askin' who's nigga? Nigga, mines and woes
I'm peepin' out the hoes turnin' up wit 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-oop, 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
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 f*ck, you too goddamn 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 fair kings
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'ma 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
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 badly 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
F*ck 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
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
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
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
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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 show 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 motherf*cker, now we back stage (chillin')
Still in my wet ass clothes, strikin' a pose
Niggas askin' who's nigga? Nigga, mines and woes
I'm peepin' out the hoes turnin' up wit 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-oop, 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
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 f*ck, you too goddamn 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 fair kings
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'ma 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
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 badly 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
F*ck 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
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
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
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
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Writer: Derrick Stewart, Duane Johnson, Emandu Wilcox, Eric Brooks, James Robinson, John Boone, John Martinez, John Sebastian, Mark Sebastian, Ricardo Smith, Romye Robinson, Trevant Hardson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC


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