[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Baby, fuck them chicks and them other girls
You're the one I love, you're the one I love, you're the one I—
Baby, fuck them chicks and them other girls
You're the one I love, you're the one I love
You're the one I (love)
You're the one I (love)
You're the one I (love)
You're the one I (love)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Rap life
License and invitation to act like
I'm living the fast life
Long way away from relating to the Pharcyde
I was the dude they used to pass by
Looking for her in the day with a flashlight, that type
That's until I got my cash right, heh
You should have seen your boy last night, that's right
Acting like I was a god in the past life, this is your last try
If I don't act right, this what you said the last time
We know each other so well that we past lying
And we past crying, and we past fighting
It's like dealing with women my favorite past time
I love finding trails to path find, ain't nothing like it
When you stop calling, that was a bad sign
Remember you would blow up the batline now flatline
I was scared to fall asleep so I nap light
One eye open and my phone in my path of sight
Hoping I don't wake up to a catfight
Exposed like them hotel sheets in the black light
You let me cook like the pot was cast iron
And stayed through the good and the bad times
So that's why, I'm back in line tryna get off your bad side
It might take some time and that's fine but trust this
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