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Forte Come Back

've been gone And tell me why have you stayed so far from home 'Cause I know it's been rough out there on your own So come back, come back, where you

Wee easily Like 'em red bone, short and sleezy Get my second cup, start talkin greezy We come consistent, young, relentless No resistance, girls run from distance When we come

chop his top, head gone Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold bones What the f-ck you boys want Roll on you like a joint Talk behind a n-gga back but

back Don't ever look back My heart stops when you look at me Just one touch, now baby I believe This is real, so take a chance And don't ever look back

Georgetown, and Magic way harder Thinking back to the projects and they way they tore 'em all up Like when I do a project and come back and tear the mall up We coming

Wit thoughts of bein' trapped up North But after I come off wit it y'all can push em out the door So, cock the four pound (Four pound) Lock the fort down (Fort

Time to throw back on the army suits and Timberland boots Blast at the niggaz from the East New York scene I got my man C with me from Fort Greene Al

I musta been a fool back then But u no what I don't wanna be your friend Let alone your partner I just hope that u don't believe in karma Coz it'll all come back

Git it, you gotta get amped up You wanna run with the dogs, get your cash up Backed up, backed up, backed Backed up, backed up, backed Backed up, backed up, backed Backed