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Joe Budden Padded Room

, if I can be your sidekick Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureee) Baby this can be the future (ture ture tureeeee) Amalgam Digital Baby! [Joe Budden

to use it Four a.m., where do I begin? She's leavin' the club, I'm about to win She's so aggressive like, what room are you in? I ain't answer, she

name brands and the jewelry Most people just use it as medicine Like it takes them somewhere they ain't never been But here you better off not better then Stuck in the room

Top down with the fresh cut With A Baker through the speakers, "Best Of" A crisp white tee, I'm still feelin' dressed up Everythin' else healthy, don'

for you" "Anytime you thought you were alone, I was next to you" When it comes to baby moms...God you gave me the worst one "But that was your second child Joe

[Joe Budden talking] You look familiar I swear seen you some where before are you sure Are you sure we never meet Naw I'm not using it for some cheap

think he's sayin' fuck me Only he can judge me careless what they think about me 'Cause honestly I'd be aight if no one ever loved me I write I only fear Joe

I take in stress when I always went best Aching in my chest and yet it still won't break me They say the room is padded for my own safety But the cushion

Tell my mother I'm sorry I never meant to hurt her And even when I did I never meant to take it further Tell my father I love him Dot dot etcetera He