YAYO, TONY - Dear Suzie lyrics

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    TONY YAYO LYRICS
    
    "Dear Suzie"
    
    [Intro: Tony Yayo]
    Aiyyo Fif' (yeah)
    Yo Fif', I got this letter from this girl (word?)
    Finna write her back man
    I'ma tell you what I told her though (what you said?)
    Listen..
    
    [Chorus: Tony Yayo]
    Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail
    Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I read your letters locked up in my cell
    Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I see you know I'm a star in jail
    Dear Suzie, dear Suzie - I appreciate the fan mail
    
    [Tony Yayo]
    Dear Suzie, I ain't have sex in a while
    I'm in jail with my niggaz; beatin off to your pictures
    You only writin letters cause I'm headed towards the riches
    And I'm only writin letters cause your head game vicious
    What's today's date, and today's time?
    Sit-ups, push-ups and write a new rhyme
    I'm about to lock it so I'ma write this letter
    Was your day okay?  Is your mother better?
    I'ma put this bid in, cause summertime is comin
    And when it start gettin hot, also tired of cummin
    I'm in dorm two lower ma, here's my address
    Send my G-Unit and my mailin package
    Now Suzie, you know I would never try to use you or fool you
    But can your friend Kim be my mule boo?
    Give me some days, I'ma write you back
    Send that new don diva a quarter a pack
    And when you come to my visit, don't wear no drawers
    It's your pimp, your playa, sincerely yours
    Goodbye.. goodbye.. goodbye.. goodbye
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Tony Yayo]
    I went from Manhattan coons to Allana downstate
    To Oster County and then shock upstate
    But anyway ma I be home in January
    'til then, keep it tight like the Holy Virgin Mary
    And had a rumble in my house, a sneak thief got cut
    From his ear to his chin got his ass ripped up
    I got the phone on lock, from nine to ten
    I just got off the jack, with 50 and Em
    Listen Ms. X-and-O, you love my flow
    Baby I'm waitin on your mail, here come the C.O
    Ma it's Tony Yayo, girl I'm bound to blow
    I can't wait to come home and perform a show
    Get some ice from Jacob's, so my neck can glow
    Twist some haze, twist some hash and a pound of dro
    Buy some dice, throw chips, matter fact c-low
    Dear groupie lights out, girl it's time to go
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Thanks to gurjinder (ying_yange@hotmail.com) for these lyrics]

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