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Yeah, yeah, heh |
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You feel that |
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Can you feel that |
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Yall cant feel that, heh, yeah |
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We gonna do it like this |
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Real old school, shit |
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Take them back to the parks and shit |
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Do it like, we used to do it, you know |
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DJ Irv days, and shit |
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[Chorus] |
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Lets all get high, get out, feel free tonight |
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Temptations, is tempting |
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To have the time of your life |
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Lets all get high, get out, feel free tonight |
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Temptations, is tempting |
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To have the time of your life |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Come on y'all, tonight somebody sho nuff |
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Gon' tear the club the fuck up as soon as I hit the scene |
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All eyes on us, mean, and so vicious |
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A good nigga, bad intentions |
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Not to mention, them 12 engine benzes with fish lenses |
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We park right out front |
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To handle our business |
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The broads on the way in |
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Showin a little attention |
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Like, i fucked before but aint never call |
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Thats life you either love to live it |
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Or just live it, i live it to the limit |
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Champaigne finish gangsta |
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Image, platinum shades swingin |
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Then i do that 2 step that niggaz do |
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We dont really dance |
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We just rub the dick on the ass |
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And fill the glass with nothin but ?? |
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And if they pop it gettin the poppin with me |
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Get my niggaz tonight baby, lets partaay! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Charli Baltimore] |
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Yo, uh |
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Now a party aint a party till chuck come through |
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Bring who? Rolled dolo jeans over Manolo's |
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Duke says I look better out the photos |
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And hotter in person, hottest when I'm cursin |
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Love my bitch thuggelbees |
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Strokin my ego, then he go |
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For the bubbly, nigga love me |
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We go to the vehicle, talk dirty |
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Past flirty, flight leavin at 5:30 |
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It's hot in herre, foggin the windows |
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....... |
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Throw dat, I the designated driver |
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Chuck never the rider, gotta play |
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Passenger side beside them, whoa |
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Gotta be controllin when I'm rollin |
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Weed niggaz swollen, cock blocker |
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Hands on my knockers, he feelin them poppers |
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But Chuck never givin it up, livin it up |
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[Chorus] 1x |
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[Charli Baltimore] |
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Uh, Count me and My niggaz as OD'in |
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Rule got a bitch Korean, lap dancin |
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Off to the murder mansion, ride the shoulder |
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Benz and the Rover, Nigga we aint sober |
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Girl Interrupted, murder got me corrupted |
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With shots so that any lickin shots with the semi |
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Out the sunroof of the Bentley |
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Bottles all empty but niggaz got stashes |
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Never fuckin the glasses |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Ha, You know the Rule roll up in the party |
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Me and Charli, Ready to have them hotties |
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Rub up on my body, cuz after the club |
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Its the after set, with some pushin a little head |
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Is always the safe bet, she tell me V twizzy |
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In the Red Corvette, swervin lanes |
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?? a little pain and say what's my name, Rule Baby! |
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You know it, now lets get high |
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Take a ride with me tonight, yea |
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(Chorus) 3x |
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We gotta give a dance to this shit here ha-ha |
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Uh Murder Inc shit, |
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Heh, yea Rule baby |
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Chuck B-More, its a family affair |
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Can you feel it, can you feel it |
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You cant feel it, heh |
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TEMPTATIONS! |
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(Chorus) 1x |
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Come On Yall! |
