smile (remix)

, dear ms. lily, you got some nerve. in the sense of that sense deserve you to feel me. kill me if i lie. cause i ain't goin' down. baby it's not obliged that i'm mary j. blige. mean i'm not goin' cry. oh well. blowin' my hot air she waitin' to exhale, hell. well, a sucka for a tale, my names wale but they know out wales. yeah, when you first left me, i was wantin' more. but you were fucking that girl next door. what'd you do that for?, who you talkin' about, her? i'd a got right back, when you first left me, i didn't know what to say. i'd never been on my own that way. just sat by myself all day, you miss me, huh?, i was so lost back then. but with a little help from my friends, i found a light in the tunnel at the end. now you're calling me up on the phone. so you can have a little whine and a moan. and it's only because you're feeling alone, nah, i'm just kinda bored, baby, at first, when i see you cry - yea it makes me smile. yea it makes me smile. at worst i feel bad for a while, but then i just smile, i go ahead and smile, who you talkin' about me? oh nah, whenever you see me you say that you want me back. and i tell you it don't me jack, no it don't mean jack, we'll see about that, i couldn't stop laughing. no i just couldn't help myself. see you messed up my mental health. i was quite unwell, as you shoulda, i was so lost back then. but with a little help from my friends, i found a light at the tunnel at the end. now you're calling me up on the phone. so you can have a little whine and a moan. and it's only because you're feeling alone, i'm glad you think so. ho!, at first, when i see you cry - yea it makes me smile. yea it makes me smile. at worst i feel bad for a while, but then i just smile, i go ahead and smile, i was touchin' out, i got right back. like pen pals or a email chat. see i aim like her frame her mind was nothin' to be pictured. but she ain't wanna listen. we kick like fulham. and it was just a quickie. but really wanna make love and lily my religion. simply, i can be that and all that. i got cheese i could turn you to a mall rat. i won't leave 'em at your door like a doormat. and i'm a keep knockin' at it like a morman. the more men lie, the more she saw from 'em, protection she endorsed by endorphins. the other girl i adored was a whore joint. the neighborhood roller her mother was an orphanage. no tears, those so tears zero from here on out i am all about dinero like pesci. so now let the lets be set free and see if we're lovers or enemies. test me, at first, when i see you cry - yea it makes me smile. yea it makes me smile. at worst i feel bad for a while, but then i just smile, i go ahead and smile