Correction Lyrics Be careful (remix) by Ol’ Dirty Bastard

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Yeah
Care for me, care for me, care for me, uh
Yeah, look

I wanna get married, like the Currys, Steph and Ayesha sh*t
But we more like Belly—Tommy and Keisha sh*t
Gave you TLC, you wanna creep and sh*t
Poured out my whole heart to a piece of sh*t
Man, I thought you would've learned your lesson
'Bout likin' pictures, not returnin' texts
I guess it's fine, man, I get the message
You still stutter after certain questions
You keep in contact with cеrtain exes
Do you, though, trust me, n***a, it's cool, though
Said that you was workin', but you out hеre chasin' culo
And putas, chillin' poolside, livin' two lives
I could've did what you did to me to you a few times
But if I did decide to slide, find a n***a
f**k him, suck his d**k, you would've been p*ssed
But that's not my M.O., I'm not that type of b*t*h
And karma for you is gon' be who you end up with
You make me sick, n***a

The only man, baby, I adore
I gave you everything, what's mine is yours
I want you to live your life of course
But I hope you get what you dyin' for
Be careful with me, do you know what you doin'?
Whose feelings that you're hurtin' and bruisin'?
You gon' gain the whole world
But is it worth the girl that you're losin'?
Be careful with me
Yeah, it's not a threat, it's a warnin'
Be careful with me
Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on i
Be careful with me
Man I can really talk some sh*t on this one pull the truths down I could take a sh*t on this one I feel like a baller set a pick on this one she won a fan she gonna take a pic on this one take a picture sitting on my d**k (huh) hit the filters up to make sure that it’s fixed make it look big (huh) she gonna dance like an Irish jig (huh) hey I’m not a rabbit but these trix aren’t for little kids (huh) I’m a master rapper matter fact I’m probably with his torch and a b*t*h burning down tabernacle I get the last laugh I’m bombing like Baghdad if that b*t*h shallows my kids does that make me a bad dad I’m an ass slayer I’m an as*h**e with cash flow yo girl that f**k bashful she got her hands in the air listening to Beyoncé single ladies over hear that what I say early to the party then again I’m fashionably late after Molly running train on your b*t*h that’s a stylish ass trolley out do your spend a couple pound try me then I say a couple pound I’m in a couple of thousand money in my pocket could build a platinum fountain and if I pull up luck what security that’s my 40 cuz never in my life have I needed bouncers I’ve been so f**k this and so f**k that my talks up it says get the f**k back I feel like a crackhead hide and start (oh) I feel like a crack head hiding work hard spiting crack I got so much driving’s if I stopping you catching whiplash I hit the strip club through a couple bands on your b*t*h ass I was getting cash ever since I was a younging I feel like drake and future balling jump man jump man jump man pull up on me get to busting chopper on me with combustion my word is my weapon so it’s my I got that from the west end with a bad b*t*h she busts in and her best friend more open than a book she f**ked my cousin I ain’t have to look (uh) ain’t talking boxing ain’t gotta throw a hook I freestyle crazy kinda like an open book that probably cuz when I was I probably reading books see now I’m smarter got my arm in the room I’m balling like Vince carter always ball like a starter aim at your head like a barber bombing hard Pearl Harbor try me if you wanna you get smoke like a back wood full of marijuana ain’t no weed getting saved around me that b*t*h f**ks for free that sh*t a guarantee I’m in London I told her she not my cup of tea talking down (oh)

Care for me, care for me
Always said that you'd be there for me, there for me
Boy, you better treat me carefully, carefully, look

I was here before all of this
Guess you actin' out now, you got an audience
Tell me where your mind is, drop a pin, what's the coordinates?
You might have a fortune, but you lose me, you still gon' be misfortunate, n***a
Tell me, this lust got you this f**ked up in the head
You want some random b*t*h up in your bed?
She don't even know your middle name, watch her 'cause she might steal your chain
You don't want someone who loves you instead? I guess not though
It's blatant disrespect, you nothin' like the n***a I met
Talk to me crazy and you quick to forget
You even got me trippin', you got me lookin' in the mirror different
Thinkin' I'm flawed because you inconsistent
Between a rock and a hard place, the mud and the dirt
It's gon' hurt me to hate you, but lovin' you's worse
It all stops so abrupt, we started switchin' it up
Teach me to be like you so I can not give a f**k
Free to mess with someone else, I wish these feelings could melt
'Cause you don't care about a thing except your mothaf**kin' self
You make me sick, n***a
The only man, baby, I adore
I gave you everything, what's mine is yours
I want you to live your life of course
But I hope you get what you dyin' for
Be careful with me, do you know what you doin'?
Whose feelings that you're hurtin' and bruisin'?
You gon' gain the whole world
But is it worth the girl that you're losin'?
Be careful with me
Yeah, it's not a threat, it's a warnin'
Be careful with me
Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on it
Be careful with me

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