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He said 'Hi, my name is so and so |
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Baby can you tell me yours? |
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You look like you came to do |
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One thing (Set it off)' |
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I started on the left |
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And I had to take him to the right |
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He was out of breath |
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But he kept on dancin' all night |
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You tryin, admit it |
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But you just can fight the feelin inside |
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You know it |
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And I can see it in your eyes |
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You want me |
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You smooth as a mother |
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You're so undercover |
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By the way that you was watchin' me |
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Ooh! uh |
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The way you look at me |
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I'm feelin' you, uh |
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I just can't help it |
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Tryin' to keep it cool, uh |
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I can feel it in the beat, uh |
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When you do those things to me, uh |
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Don't let nothin' stop you |
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm |
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The club is jumpin' now |
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So get up! |
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I said 'Ciara's on you radio, |
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Everybody turn it up' |
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Spicy just like hot sauce |
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Careful, you might burn it up |
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You can do the pop lock |
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Ragtime, don't stop |
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That's the way you gotta get |
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Get it, make ya body rock |
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You tryin, admit it |
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But you just can beat the feelin inside |
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You know it |
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Cuz I can see it in your eyes |
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You want me |
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You smooth as a mother |
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You're so undercover |
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By the way that you was watchin' me |
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Ooh! uh |
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The way you look at me |
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I'm feelin' you, uh |
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I just can't help it |
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Tryin' to keep it cool, uh |
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I can feel it in the beat, uh |
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When you do those things to me, uh |
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Don't let nothin' stop you |
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm |
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The club is jumpin' now |
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So get up! |
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Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me |
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Dance with me forever |
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We can have a good time, follow me |
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To the beat together |
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You and me, one on one |
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Breakin' it down |
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You can't walk away now |
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We got to turn this place out |
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Chamillionaire Rap: |
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It's the kid that stay ridin' big |
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The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty |
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In the club before eleven o'clock |
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Like I'm tryin to catch it down kinda early |
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Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly |
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She love the way my ride shinin pearly |
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City boys say she fine a pretty |
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In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty' |
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My pockets thick as green, it's curvy |
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And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry |
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If bein' fresh to death is a crime |
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I think it's time for me to see the jury |
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Chamillionaire: |
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You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind |
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A hustla like me is hard to find |
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I ain't really impressed, yes |
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Unless it's about some dollar signs |
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Ain't really no need to call you fine |
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I know you be hearin' that all the time |
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I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step |
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Yep it's goin down |
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Ooh! uh |
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The way you look at me |
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I'm feelin' you, uh |
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I just can't help it |
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Tryin' to keep it cool, uh |
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I can feel it in the beat, uh |
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When you do those things to me, uh |
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Don't let nothin' stop you |
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm |
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The club is jumpin' now |
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So get up! |
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Ooh! uh |
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The way you look at me |
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I'm feelin' you, uh |
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I just can't help it |
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Tryin' to keep it cool, uh |
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I can feel it in the beat, uh |
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When you do those things to me, uh |
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Don't let nothin' stop you |
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M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm |
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The club is jumpin' now |
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So get up! |
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I got to have you baby |
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Uh, I feel it |
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I got to have you baby |
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I got to have you baby |
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Uh, I feel it |
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I got to have you baby |
