Eightball & MJG - My First Love lyrics

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Eightball & MJG - My First Love lyrics

Yeah Hmm Can you dig that? Hmm Can you feel that? Can you feel that? Yeah, uh Can you... Yeah, yeah Let me stick you with this Lets see, can you feel... I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases, Let me mold you, into what I dreamed you would be Let the world see your beauty and a**ociate it with me When I'm poor and broke down, Lookin' bummy with no money I can feel you in my soul Close my eyes and let you take control I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases, Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases, When I'm alone, You comfort me and soothe my head, When we get down, we don't need no hotel room or bed Give me head, s** my brain, and watch it shoot out lyrics Into your ears, makin' you pregnant with EightBall's spirit If you take a look inside my mind Within' you'll find my baby Love so high, I'm blessed by God I pray that'll you'll always stay My first love My first love Yeah I could feel you I love the way you give it to me I can you feel you, I love the way you give it to me Make me feel like a king, and I won't give your love away Make me feel like a king, and I won't give your love away Sacrifice, so no one can run away with you Give my life, cause all I want to do is be with you Some don't think, a n***a like me should speak freely Tell you tricks how I feel With my original poetry See, when I didn't have sh**, on the street Tryin' to hit a lick Didn't nobody try to give me sh** I worked for it and got jerked for it Got hurt for it Still in the mix, these tricks never knew I could last long Come strong And make a n***a pick me up like a ringin' telephone I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages, Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases, Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases, When I'm alone Yuo comfort me and soothe my head When we get down, we don't need no hotel room or bed Give me head, s** my brain, and watch it shoot out lyrics Into your ears, makin' you pregnant with EightBall's spirit