Ca**idy - So Long lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon (Ca**idy)] Yo, Cas' what up son? (What's going on, Playboy I was looking over there) Yo, I got me a good one and all that What's up with you? (Oh ok, ok, you know I got me something Lovely too, you know how we do it) You know how we that, man Super official, right? (All day, if it ain't official I ain't f**ing with it) That's right, son, (Hahah, yeah) real [Chorus: Mashonda] So many nights I felt crying (can't get you off my mind) All this time I felt like dying (love's so hard to find) So I, had to move on, yes I, had to stay and strong And I, got to keep it going, so long, so long [Ca**idy] It's usually the beauty that attract me But perhaps she was the right place And her personality made me happy And that's why I persued her, I'm a dude that make manuevers If I choose her then she whipped, cuz my dick as long as a ruler She made me kinda crazy, it's cool, as long as I school her I'm smooth as Grand Puba, and I can charm a computer For us to converstate, all it take to make an impression Like a teacher lecturing, when I'm speaking she taking lessons But everytime we argue and fight, I feel I'm dying I feel like kinda tell you the truth, you feel like I'm lying But I'mma move on cuz I'm strong as ever without you I can do better, but I can never forget about you [Chorus] [Raekwon] Aiyo, I laced you with the girl brittle shoes, when was young Doing your thing, I want that and fire, buying the businesses Queen in the temple, with the scent of a lemon Ordering Lennon sh**, at time, I'm just deserving your living With all that long hair, s**y little walk in your thong gear We at the car, you all up under my arm, where -- We shopping, embracing you with locks, and Glocks and Timbs Flying from Africa, yo, back to the block We just a sah-dodja, that's why your ones is owes up Just when I needed you, you'll never get frozed up A laced out lady with taste, I got to just taste your face Keep it underground, and peace to the breaks, one, one [Chorus] [Ca**idy] Without her being crazy depressent, they say her body perfect But her honey burst the complexion, close to perfection Plus you got a body that can probably turn a gay man straight You stay in shape, mami, started taking karate So while she did her bid in the gym, running the treadmill I'm running from feds still, keep one in the head, still I be reminiscing, boo, whistlin', that's real, real Is you nice in the bed, and you nice with the head sk**s You awfully fine, I can't get you off my mind I ain't frontin', yeah, I lost a dime But you crossed the line and made me follow directions Gone, getting back together is out of the question, I've moved on [Chorus]