Don`t Know (trackmasters Remix) Lyrics

Don`t Know (trackmasters Remix) lyrics

f/ Allure, mase



[Mase]

Motown we don't stop

Harlem world, harlem world

Don't Know remix



Ya know Mase do what he best in

Rappin', sexin'

With a summer "do"

Nine-inch erection

There ain't nobody in the world got

Time and affection

For all the ghetto cover girls

Of any complexion

True it no question

But I'm destined

Be called the dog

In this profession

And Love Man let this be a lesson

Cuz even Track Masters, Bad Boy sex yas

Ah ha



Time and time again I think about what we shared

I'm so lonely and oh so scared

I can't sleep at night

I need you to hold my body tight

But you're not around

You are no where to be found



1 - 	Everything happens for a reason

	It was a time for the season

	But you said you would love me

	Now it's all a mystery

	

	Tell me, babe

	Baby tell me why

	Cuz, I just don't know

	Why I'm so sad inside



	What's this I feel inside, baby

	The love we shared the time

	Said what happened to you and I

	There's no more you and I

	Somebody tell me

	Please tell me why



I don't deserve this heart abuse I'm feeling

A second glimpse of your love I'm dreaming

Whispered in my ear

Heard it chrystal clear

Said we'd be forever more

But then you walked out the door



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[Mase]

Uh

Remember girl that I said I found

She be lookin' better now

Track lotta fella's now

So I can't let her down

Gotta settle down

I could ?shoove? ahead plus

I could do it bad

Just like we was newly wed

Never knew you

Wanted me to do you

When I go to Honolulu

You coming too boo

Your scent in the air

High class women in here

Looking alll good

Like a Lennon affair

Don't let your "X" get you down

Keep your chin in the air

We can split it fifty fifty

I ain't spending your share, huh

Or shoulda I warned ya

Imma put it on ya

When you try to make it hot

Imma make it warmer

I wanna lick your neck

Get you wet, be your ?boo guess?

Where you want em on your wrist or your neck

Huh?

You acting like you don't know who I am

I got out of town jams

What? Check the sound scan



Motown we don't stop

Harlem World we don't stop

Motown we don't stop

To the whole Harlem World we don't stop



To my man Eddie F. we don't stop

To my man Puta Love we don't stop

To my man ?Black Trail? we don't stop

To my man ?Tre J? we don't stop



Repeat 1 until fade