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epp opp ork ahh ahh, that means i love if you got dollas. yep, aint no stopin there, lets go lets go if you choppin brocilli. |
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Let' s goIf your sittin' at home talking to him on the phone, |
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And he clone, with no style of his own. |
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You wishin' that you was gone, throwin back the patron. |
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You aint wrong cause you' d rather be with me in the zone. |
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Let' s goSorry, your lady has been taken. |
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You can find us up in the mo wit the flow shakin, |
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And I aint even the one that' s bringin her home the bacon. |
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You the one been talking bout kickin my face in? |
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Let' s goYou can do whateva you gonna. it' s |
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My rebel persona, that got me dressin' red as |
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I wanna, ahead of you, stronger. |
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The problem is you dead as a coma. |
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You sick of me, but |
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I' m right here to put the medicine on ya. |
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Let' s goGot' em all frightened of the titan, you mice men too light to get fights in with the bison. |
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Its so excitin' my |
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Benz reeled your wife in, |
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I' ll ruin your life when i produce a license! |
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Let' s gocomin' through door, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the floor. |
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Let' s goIf you wanna ride, let me know. we can slide on the low. |
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Whatcha standin there for? |
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Let' s goYou can hate cause |
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I' m dippin witcha mate. |
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Out the gate, let' s roll, let' s bounce, let' s skate. |
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Let' s go to the room, let' s go to the lick. |
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Let' s go, |
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Your boyfriend aint talking bout shit. Kutt Calhoun' s verse posted up squatin low like a pig, ya know this patron changed the whole motion of yo' shit. and i aint gotta decide to proceed with out a grip, so we can just do it movin if its all on a bitch. lets go, they liken the skinny jeans and the kicks, an jewly wells, but i aint into pleasin' the trick. |
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I' m into topless |
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Porsche' s an keys to a six, so sit back an let the ingen breath a lil bitlets gobut highly in the hooche holla area m. o. " money over beezy' s" got it from my uncle |
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Larry though. super star ta many with out playin on your radio, addicted to va-gina when she anit around va-nareallets gokuttin kutty calhoun is the senario, kansas city to oakland, folks be like there he go. tell em' it' s rated " game" he soakes it up every where he go, an give you a problem for deniro, |
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DAMN! Let' s go |
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Commin through the door, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the peal to the floor. |
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Let' s goIf you wanna ride, let me know. we can slide on the low. |
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Whatcha standin there for? |
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Let' s goYou can hate cause |
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I' m dippin witcha mate. |
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Out the gate, let' s roll, let' s bounce, let' s skate. |
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Let' s go to the room, let' s go to the lick. |
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Let' s go, |
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Your boyfriend aint talking bout shit. giddy up down, gotta skip town, girl |
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Is you ready to roll? |
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Well shit, let' s go. |
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Hit that kc mo straight from the |
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O'. I got that dro, sip that purp. we call it |
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BowI hit that burb, and get that urge to knock down all your doors. |
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Get in this car. |
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I' m a star, you aint noticed yet? |
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Look at these shoes, look at these jewels shinin on my neck. |
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I spit that venom, then |
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I send em in to remove her denim, |
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And once I' m in em, then |
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I bend em, and |
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I can' t rememb' em'. |
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I stay persistent and consistent when it comes to pimpin. your hoe decisions? ? form? ? an sense it, wit no repentancei go the distance when i hit it like i' m dementedpositions switchin' positions shiftin' like i inventedthe art of in' suduction we goin tit for tatand when she suckin i' m bustin i' m tryin to hit here tatshe say her dude name, but realy he' s too lamefabby an tech n9ne you know that we are too strange idk the rest of the verse |
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Let' s goCommin through the door, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the floor. |
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Let' s goIf you wanna ride, let me know. we can slide on the low. |
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Whatcha standin there for? |
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Let' s goYou can hate cause |
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I' m dippin witcha mate. |
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Out the gate, let' s roll, let' s bounce, let' s skate. |
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Let' s go to the room, let' s go to the max. |
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Let' s go, |
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Your boyfriend aint talking bout shit. |