We do this in our sleep niggaz
Yessir

You eva been in love before?
Let me holla at you man
You know it's hard for a playa to admit that sometimes
But I'm a spit that sometimes
You know wat I'm sayin'
Ay p, give it to em one time, nephew

There's something bout this girl
From around my way
Ever try to hold back you're feelings,
But it just wouldn't stay?
But when I finally found the words to say
I wanted to run away
Simply run away

You can try to run and hide
It won't make a difference
You can lie to yourself
Of the reason
Sure it hurts wen it comes to you're attention
That you're in love with the girl

Yessir, that's her
But it wasn't like that back wen I met her
The lavish life from all the do? spun
Before the RR had the hitchhike thumb
Her friends didn't like niggaz like us but I
Arrested the coochie and her feelings got cuffed
Spiderweb sex, must'a got caught up
But there's more to it
I remember once
Sayin' let's shit on the peons
Let's go ta Vegas nd watch Celine Dion
Make em say 'wat we on??
You say no like you was doin it for eons
Fuck it, I'll just hum and let the watch give off the neons
Wen it rains it pours
I laughs to myself wen I change the score
You said my sex was a lot but my brain gave you more
And sumn bout how ya ex was a toy
I guess he played games
There's only diamond dice here
Not tryin ta justify
But wen ya shut ya eye you can touch the sky
You in trouble ma
And you should pray about speed
But if this bout you
Wat that say about me?

But when I finally found the words to say
I wanted to run away
Simply run away

You can try to run and hide
It won't make a difference
You can lie to yourself
Of the reason
Sure it hurts wen it comes to you're attention
That you're in love with the girl

See I'm a crip in dark blue chucks
And I does wat I does
Yea I might say ''cause?
It's really weird 'cause a nigga got love
Snoop Dogg's a crip and the girl was a blood (what??)
She told me that her baby-daddy was a thug
Now it is wat it is and it was how it was
I'm hollin lil mama like wat
Money mo stacked tryin ta get my g's back
All these memories breed seeds of a rhythm rhyme pleaser
Laid back while we sippin on a breeza
Fresh 4-pack sittin in the freeza
Ain't that khadeeja? I heard she was a Skeeza?
She used tha hit them licks wit the Beezas
Wen I seen her wit the homies, I was like jesus!
It's been a lil min since I seen her
Hope her man don't run up 'cause ill have to pull the neena

There's something bout this girl
From around my way
Ever try to hold back you're feelings,
But it just wouldn't stay?
But when I finally found the words to say
I wanted to run away
Simply run away

You can try to run and hide
It won't make a difference
You can lie to yourself
Of the reason
Sure it hurts wen it comes to you're attention
That you're in love with the girl

Writer : WILLIAMS, D. VINCENT / DUNCAN, MELINDA
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, SONGS FOR BEANS OBO PHARRELL WILLIAMS