Murs - I Used to Luv H.E.R. (Again) lyrics

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Murs - I Used to Luv H.E.R. (Again) lyrics

[Intro] Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all, and it don't stop Well I (still love her) [Verse 1] I met this girl, when I was ten years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me On the regular, not a church girl she was secular Not about the money, those studs was mic checking her But I respected her, she hit me in the heart A few New York n***as, had did her in the park But she was there for me, and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her And just cool out, cool out and listen to her Sitting on a bone, wishing that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be Because we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around She was fresh yo, when she was underground Original, pure untampered and down sister Boy I tell ya, I miss her [Hook] Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop To the beat y'all, and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop To the beat y'all, and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop Well I (still love her) [Verse 2] Now periodically I would see Old girl at the clubs, and at the house parties She didn't have a body but she started getting thick quick Did a couple of videos and became afrocentric Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads medallions She was on that tip about, stopping the violence About my people she was teaching me Not preaching to me but speaking to me In a method that was leisurely, so easily I approached She dug my rap, that's how we got close We met up, on the West coast, and that was cool Cause I was in the streets smoking weed and ditching school Picked up a bandanna, she started doing things another way She got a lot of money in L.A Late 80's economics had the West going wild Circumstances forced her to change up her style She said, afrocentricity, was good to have But it wasn't representing what was popping on the ave See, black people were still dancing like it was all good She had to put it down for the boys in the hood Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well rounded I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle sh** Just having fun, not worried about anyone And you could tell, by how her titties hung [Hook] Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop To the beat y'all, and it don't stop Yes yes, y'all, and you don't stop Murs and 9th man, we gotta be the sure shot Yes yes, y'all, and it don't stop To the beat y'all, and it don't stop Yes yes, y'all, and it don't stop Well I (still love) [Verse 3] Now, I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative But once the man got to her he altered her native Told her if she got an image and a gimmick That she could make money, and she did it like a dummy Now she's common in commercials, she's universal She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle Now she be in the burbs rocking jeans that's extra skinny And on some dumb sh**, when she comes to the city Talking about popping bottles with models and all the strippers Now she's a baller tryna see who's the richest Had it all up with 808's and heartbreaks Now she's too pretty to be digging in the crates Stressing how wealthy and rich she is She was richer in spirit, before she Got into showbiz I did her, not just to say that I did it But I'm committed, it's just so many n***as hit it That she's just not the same letting all these groupies do her And make it rain on her, and try to auto-tune her But I'mma take her back hoping that the sh**'ll stop Cause who I'm talking bout y'all is hip-hop I say she's just not the same letting all these groupies do her And make it rain on her, and try to auto-tune her But I'mma take her back hoping that the sh**'ll stop Cause I (still love) [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Yes yes, yes, woo! Murs and beefgal, beef and Mursgal Murs and beefgal, in the house I said the hot dogs, is extra crispy The hot dogs, is extra crispy, the hot dogs, is extra crispy And if you don't cook the sh** on a grill, n***a miss me