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There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is |
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But really it's my crew and these three white kids |
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One brother, one sister, some other mister |
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I wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed her |
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They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick |
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I ain't tryin to play it fair |
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This supposed to be a party but it never made it there |
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I paid five bucks just to get up in here and they wouldn't let us speak |
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My homeboy Corey really had to take a leak |
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Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door |
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When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat |
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Then her brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the coat |
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[ CHORUS ] |
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Baby |
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Don't try to save me |
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People |
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Just let me be |
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****er |
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I'm not your brother |
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Step back |
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Rick James, respect that |
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[ Slug ] |
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You rappers can't write, you writers can't rap |
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So I'ma light this room on fire and take a nap |
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The women like to smile, the women love to frown |
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So I come out to play after the sun goes down |
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Ain't got no money but I gotta lotta love |
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The fridge is empty but the belly is stuffed |
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Happy New Year, gonna be a good year |
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Need to keep it steady, so I'ma put my foot here |
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Ugly as ****, beer gut, dandruff |
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Too high to sit still, too drunk to stand up |
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And if you ain't wearin handcuffs throw a hand a up |
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Like you don't give a ****, what |
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[ CHORUS ] |
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Baby |
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Don't try to save me |
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People |
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Just let me be |
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****er |
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I'm not your brother |
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Step back |
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My life, respect that |
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Baby |
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Don't try to save me |
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People |
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Just let me be |
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****er |
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I'm not your brother |
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Step back |
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Rick James, respect that |
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[ Murs ] |
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And that's why you added two nicotine habits |
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Murs/Slug is the group but "Felt" is the fabric |
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Known for reekin havoc on tracks automatic |
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We will not fall off, dagnabit |
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Steppin to the wax plate with a 900 average |
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Makin rappers run home, a Barry Bond habit |
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So savage, so sick, plus the stage show rips |
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I got the hardcore and the teenage chicks |
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All love Slug but who loves ugly? |
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I heard God does, shameless plug |
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But I don't give a **** |
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Cause if his album does well then you'll pick this up |
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[ Slug ] |
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At best I'll give you credit to protest |
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Now let it rest and take your place on the bench |
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Put that arrogance back in that bottle |
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When these fools gonna use some common sense? |
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Easy to find but hard to catch |
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Regardless I still play my part in this mess |
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Far from the nest but home is the heart |
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Blesseth be the S, should've known from the start |
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I'm not tryin to be rude |
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But I sincerely wanna **** the taste out of your mouth |
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Can you - wait, wait, I got sidetracked again |
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So I'ma chill and pass it off to my friend |
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And he says |
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[ Murs ] |
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Slug, I got your back cause that's what I'm here for |
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[ Slug ] |
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All they did was front so we snuck through the rear door |
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[ Murs ] |
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Bailin through the middle of it all feelin good |
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[ Slug ] |
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And the fellas yell what, girls screamin like they should |
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[ Murs ] |
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Now all the beautiful people in the house close your mouth |
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[ Slug ] |
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Let the ugly shout, show em what it's all about |
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[ Murs ] |
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So don't try to turn it out, forget the guns and the knives |
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[ Slug ] |
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We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be just fine |
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And it goes |
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[ CHORUS ] |
