C-murder They Don`t Really Know You Lyrics

They Don`t Really Know You Lyrics

[Master P] 
Yo C, that's where your boo stay at? 
Oh they ballin' like that huh? 
What they think about you fool? 
 
Chorus [Erica Foxx] 
 
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
 
[Erica Foxx] 
I'm down with you, 'til the end boy 
when the strugglin', hustlin', thuggin', lovin' 
So I ain't trippin' on what they sayin'  
about you, cause I got you, even if your creepin' 
 
Chorus [Erica Foxx] 
 
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
 
[C-Murder] 
It's like one plus one, equals me and you, boo 
I know you forever TRU by the things you do  
Not only would you ride, die, and cry for me  
You'll even take my charge, kiss your baby bye for me  
Now that's love, that unconditinal kind 
If we broke up, or you throw up, you might lose your mind 
You catch me red-handed, with my hands on the goods 
But you let me slide cause you know I'm straight out the hood 
You say it's because of all the little things I do 
If minds only knew the real things we been through 
But most of all I like the way you be scratching my back  
and grabbin' my pillows and pulling the sheets, when you're lovin' me 
 
Chorus [Erica Foxx] 
 
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
 
[Master P] 
Now you gonna ride with me wodie when times get hard 
Now if my luck change, then we both live large 
Take care of the kids, cause I'll be home in a week  
and that diamond bezzle you wanted, it's under the tree 
Six carots, two minks, I'll be bringing with me  
Them ?? get out cause I'm ready to flee 
See I like a thug girl that's gonna keep it real  
And when the cops pull us over, she's gonna hide that steel 
And my boonapalist post bail when a soldier be down  
And she even hit a lick, just to keep me 'round 
My little boo don't even trip when they be wanting her man  
Cause when she go shopping, is it you and a friend 
Tattooed my name on her back cause she loved a thug 
And before we go hustlin', it be kisses and hugs  
And don't mess with no scrub, cause she love that bud  
And there ain't no limit to this ghetto love, ya heard me?  
 
Chorus [Erica Foxx] 
 
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say  
Boy they don't really know you, like I really know you  
I don't care what they say