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I need to know, you down |
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to do whatever, down |
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to get it poppin', down |
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to get topless, ohh |
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I need to know |
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if you about cuttin' |
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or you about frontin' |
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baby i need to know |
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Man i spent my last eight checkses on a necklace |
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so i better get some sex for this, shieeeet |
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she want to sip up on the krisy krys like it Christy-mas |
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and i'm saint nicholas, i got her and her sister in |
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that white benz, dike twins |
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i ain't gonna lie they only fives but together they're tens |
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and would i do em again? hmmm (hmmm) |
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it's like old folks pissin' cuz it all depends |
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and it's no coke sniffin' just juice and jin |
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grey goose to get you loose |
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they hit the nigga producin' |
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the track that got you movin' |
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this track got you movin' |
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so crazy you don't know what you doin' |
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you been tellin them jokes |
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and it's not a rumor, I like a girl with a sense of humor |
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to give me a head til it aching, it's not a tumor |
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so let me know what's going down before i pay for this room cuz |
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*CHORUS* (2x) |
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I need to know, down |
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to do whatever, down |
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to get it poppin', down |
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to get topless, ohh |
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I need to know |
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if you about cuttin' |
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or if you about frontin' |
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baby i need to know |
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Man if you got it you got it |
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and if you don't then you probably won't |
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since your nigga callin' mighty gant |
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i never hit a lady but my game might abuse em |
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vamboosh just to tell em that our jimmy choosin |
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take em back to confuse em |
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so she don't know if she coming or going |
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cuz mami after i'm cumming i'm going |
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back to the show just frontin' and blowin' |
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jury stuntin' and glowin' |
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it's like something i'm knowin' |
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and i been known to have a hoe or two |
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cuz my diamond's yellow like a smoker tooth |
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i tell them step into the vocal booth |
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roll a joint, smoke a few |
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after that i'm poking you |
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after that it's over boo |
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baby grab your coat and pweeooom |
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*CHORUS* (2x) |
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I need to know, down |
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to do whatever, down |
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to get it poppin', down |
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to get topless, ohh |
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I need to know |
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if you about cuttin' |
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or if you about frontin' |
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baby i need to know |
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Now there's three different levels to relationships |
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balling it at the club with em |
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talking and getting affectionate |
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leaving and having sex with em |
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kicking em out tricking no models, dimes and rats |
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now i don't get into that, i kick that habbit |
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i just keep em impressed, let em |
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seat em in lex never |
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eat em unless that fucking cat looks fresh |
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i gotta a line in my pocket |
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i'm lying, i gotta nine in my pants |
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and baby i'm just dying for a chance |
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who ready to fuck? you ready to fuck? |
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oh fo shizzers, said she ready to cut |
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and then she grabbed my scissors |
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she prolly look good but what's scary to me |
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henney makes hoes look like halle berry to me |
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*CHORUS* (2x) |
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I need to know, down |
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to do whatever, down |
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to get it poppin', down |
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to get topless, ohh |
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I need to know |
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if you about cuttin' |
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or if you about frontin' |
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baby i need to know |
