[Madonna]
I don't know where the steps..
[2Pac]
Hey, they minds different from what they lips say
even when the media is gettin greedia you wake they hips sway
hit in with the bomb ambition.
i caught you peepin, no more sleepin
i got you freakin through the through whole weekend.
fakes speakin, is it mashin or just they heat
try to get me all up in your satan sheets.
what they say, a blonde and a thug brotha
the way you gettin paid, i wish was lovers
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now i could be your sister, i could be your mother
we could be friends and i could even be your brother
but i, couldnt be your lover
[Madonna]
all that i know, is i just don't undertsand
is that my happieness
always lies in the palm of your hands
i know what you're thinkin next
would it be better if i loved you less?
sometimes i think that i made you up
but would it be better if i gave u up
{repeat Madonnas verse}
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