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One woman down my street is, too hot for the average man |
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Hard to handle, a fire in her eyes |
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Wants the hot rocks right in her hand |
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I know she's burning, hot with love |
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A come-on look and she ain't fooling |
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And she knows just what it does |
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She gave me a number to make me fell fine |
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Said call me up baby |
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It's gonna be 9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y. |
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You're everything I need |
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'Cause I want what you're giving |
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I'm yours to do with what you please |
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N.A.S.T.Y., you're everything I need |
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'Cause I want what you're giving |
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I'm yours to do with what you please |
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Ooh- no mama's baby, this child |
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She's a killer wrapped in high heel shoes |
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Touch the skin it burns like fire |
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I don't even care if I'm being used |
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Threw me down and then she tore off my jeans |
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She said, come on baby, I mean business |
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I'm gonna show you what liberated means |
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Do it to me baby |
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I'm losing my mind |
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She said call me up honey |
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Tonight I'm 9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y. |
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You're everything I need |
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'Cause I want what you're giving |
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I'm yours to do with what you please |
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N.A.S.T.Y., you're everything I need |
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'Cause I want what you're giving |
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I'm yours to do with what you please |
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Some bad habits, are hard to break |
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Like an earthquake coming |
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I gotta shake, shake, shake |
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9.5.- N.A.S.T.Y. you're everything I need |
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'Cause I want what you're giving |
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I'm yours to do with what you please |
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N.A.S.T.Y. you're everything I need |
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'Cause I want what you're giving |
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I'm yours to do with what you please |
