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letra de dear ms. christina - d'shaun

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[verse1]

dear ms. christina
this letter’s from a young dreamer, believer
aye ma
you know i loved ya daughter
never meant to mistreat her

promise when i see her out
i’ma always greeter
and yo my number ain’t changed
if y’all ever need me

shit, i told a lot of lies
but you never believed em
you made sure i never starved
and you was always feeding

i even told you bout my dreams
and you seemed to believe em
i had told you i was smoking weed
and rolling sativa

promise that i never faked it
used to think that we could make it
i remember being anxious
i really miss our old relations

now a nigga working break-less
countless hours tryna make it
yo i see the gl-ss ceiling
swear to god that i’ma break it

yo i never got to talk to you
never got to say this
just thought that you should know
that i’m gone always be thankful

you took me in like ya own
made your house my home
these feelings is still strong
i gotta leave ya girl alone but

[hook a]

i never lied
i never lied
i had love for her
i never lied
i never lied
i had love for ya
i never lied
i never lied
i had love for her
i never lied
i never lied
i had love for ya, x2

i never lied
i never lied
but

[hook b]

dear ms. christina
x4

(aye running game like 4th & inches
tried to make your girl my misses
had a thing and now i miss it whoo!) x2

[verse2]

i loved ya daughter
like a nigga loved the stage
i was more worried bout
getting her a ring than fame

i’d do anything
even pitch cane
to give ya oldest kid
my fucking last name

but that ain’t really work out
and she just wanna twerk out
so i’ma pull this purp out
and bet, it’s gone get smoked out

yeah i’m doing much, much better
than the last time
prolly never ever get back together
this last time

but
it’s all gravy
long as y’all don’t hate me
i still be tryna give
yo oldest daughter my baby
ha-ha

we had magic love
like ta-da
i tried to be a man inside her life
be better than her poppa

i hope that she remembers all the
lessons that i taught her
reminiscing i remember in the kitchen
whipping pasta

you took me in like ya own
you made your house my home
these feelings is still strong
i gotta leave ya girl alone but uh

[hook a]

[hook b]

(phone interlude)
(outro)

- dshaun

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