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(feat. E-40) |
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[D-Shot] |
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Hey now baby, how you be doin? |
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You been doin fine? |
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You know you called me last week |
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I got your message but I was outta state, yaknowhatI'msayin? |
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(Now I comes through, just like the hog I am) |
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It seems you need a little bit of excitement in your life |
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(All up in her bedroom, til Renee humming my tune) |
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I'm here for you, don't sweat it |
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(She's got an attitude, I'm just her man) |
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How your man be treatin you? |
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(She needs me to get her in the mood) |
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I know |
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(I had to hit her, I'm never stairy I'll be yo huckleberry!) |
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See you can call me any hour, that's how we do it |
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I'm in and out, and partner you ain't knowin this |
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She loves you goodly but she's all on a player's tip |
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Cause you ain't givin, somethin that she really needs |
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And that's that good ass lovin, partner can't you see |
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She's bored no trust, she sits in the house all day |
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While you out there ballin, tryin to have it the kingpin way |
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She gets no time, your schedule way too deep |
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You leaves out the house everytime you get a beep |
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To all you ladies, sweet dark and lovely |
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See players like me, I likes to taste the Easter bunny |
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I likes to lick you down, give you self esteem |
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I'm the playboy you want, on your under team |
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Yo' huckleberry, mackin fast Shot-ty |
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One of them type of ballers on the same level as Gotti |
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So all you tenders, it's all to the good |
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So page me on the under and I'll creep through yo' hood |
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[chorus] |
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If you need some lovin, lovin girl |
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I'll be yo' huckleberry, berry |
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And if you need someone to talk to girl, talk to girl |
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You can call me on the under, under |
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[E-40] |
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Lookin at my oyster perpetual Rolex, browsin through my Rolodex |
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Baby done left a verbal, want me to hit that girdle |
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Come through on a tuck, while he's in the shower |
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Get in on the ease with robbin him, after hour |
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Slumpin gen-a-talia, regulatin |
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Cheatin in next room, fun-a-catin |
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Demonstratin, new and improved moves |
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Legislatin, perkin drinkin booze |
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But when you plug it, baby see you soon |
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You say one day, we gon' jump the broom |
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It was seven years, and G is faithful for ya |
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But did she love ya, or was she used to ya |
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It ain't my fault you got too attached |
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But don't check me partner, check yo baitch |
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Wanna know my name, call me 40 Pop Cherry |
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I'll be yo huckleberry |
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[chorus] |
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[D-Shot] |
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I'm on yo mind, twenty-four seven |
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When you at work, you calls me at eleven |
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And that's cool, cause my number won't be on yo' bill |
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Ohh baby girl all we wanna do is keep it real |
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No hesitation, we wanna play this game right |
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But if you feel me, we gots to have our game tight |
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So we can smob to the beach and pain n all |
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Rub you down to the canvasol |
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One hundred miles away, while your man think you at work |
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That boy Shot, is all up in these skirts |
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If there's a bluebird on my shoulder should I hit him |
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I turn him around, then from the back that's when I kill him |
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But hittin it from the back ain't always what I wanna do |
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I got ta do you hard, so you can tell your crew |
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That that boy Shot knows how to... tuck |
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He got you givin it up |
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And you ain't done that in years |
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That's right |
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And you ain't done that in years |
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[chorus] |
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Keep it on the under, on the under, no one has to know |
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It's between me and you, take my pager number |
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You can call me, call me, all times of the day... |