Lyrics:
Dear My X

cold outside, but you still gotta be out Get out my doorway girl, you lettin all my heat out .. and that's real [Pharcyde] "My dear my dear my dear

Yea, so clumsy wit them racks Though I aim anywhere so clumsy wit the straps Half a life sentence a half on my lap Plus I got half of the task on my

' fuck that night Islam takes the pictures An' girls, I'm a say Evil E's gonna get ya Get ya illin' in a nude mode A double X-rated episode Hotel rooms cold explode When my

pen and paper Write you a letter cause you are appreciated I'm dreaming to be great While working on my mistakes You promise that's change I'm doing the same thing Dear

Dear God, I pray, 4 all, my hatas all my hattas all my hattas all my hattas [x2] they hatten on me in I dont know why tryin 2 stop me tryna slow down

this Than anything I've ever known Dear joan Dear joan Your face has a brightness that I've never seen In the years that I've known you Dear joan I

world is cruel. Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school. Baby dont blow it. Don't put my good advice to shame. Baby you know it. Even Dear

In my own alibis Now I'm older and wiser... [CHORUS] [Outro] Moving over, Getting closer Moving over, Getting closer (Sorry if things change [x2]) Never thought I would leave you dear

me dear I bet get you gone And I make 'em say yeah, cause I got that work In the back now stop that hurt, pulling off my shirt Lickin on my ? now come