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[Murphy Lee] |
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Whooooooooooo, what up derrty? |
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Damn, that girl fine, that girl fine, that girl fine |
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Yo, yo, Kanye, yo turn it up, a little bit, whoo |
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[Hook] |
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Take notes while I take tokes to the marijuana smoke |
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One look and murder she wrote |
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She drop dead gorgeous, she drop dead.. |
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[Kanye West: over the hook] |
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Yo, this is a Roc-a-Fella, St. Lunatics collaboration |
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Chi-Town and St. Louis |
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She said she ain't never seen Murphy Lee befo' |
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[Murphy Lee] |
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I called her back from an earlier beep |
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Fo' in the mornin' they be like "Nah, I wasn't sleep" |
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Convenient whore stay on top of convenient stores |
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Keep pictures of me in their Victoria Secret drawer |
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I keep somethin' hot on tour |
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Can ya, Kenyatta, make sure they know before what is really in store |
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See I adore the ones that call me Tory, true story |
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I created 'hood rats so these new mice bore me |
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See I normally settle for sevens, but eights I can't wait |
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Nines be wantin' time and dimes be wantin' dates |
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So know I got elevens and twelves |
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With at least thirteen or fourteen reasons why they fine as hell |
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I hit 'em up like Blu Cantrell |
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Hehehehehehehehe hell, I remember when she smashed LaBelle |
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See most women kinda sneaky like a six-year old |
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Hey yo they always in the summer, somethin' wrong with their nails |
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[Hook] |
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Take notes while I take tokes to the marijuana smoke |
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One look and murder she wrote |
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She drop dead gorgeous, she drop dead.. |
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[Kanye West] |
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What's the point of havin' a girl that's drop dead |
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That you know don't like you? |
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She'll run over your head with a motorcycle |
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I mean the way you look is nice, but there's more to life boo |
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Cuz I could go to videos and get fo' just like you |
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I talked to your ex-boyfriend and took a census |
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But you don't read the cookbook, you just look at the pictures |
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Matter of fact, when's the last time you looked at the kitchen? |
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This is gettin' ridiculous, how you gettin' offensive? |
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Jimmy too, Frankie B., bitch you gettin' expensive |
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I know you fuckin' around, my sixth sense told me |
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That ain't no male friend that bought you the stereo |
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She said "He gay anyway, you don't know nothin' about Jamario" |
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[Hook] |
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Take notes while I take tokes to the marijuana smoke |
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One look and murder she wrote |
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She drop dead gorgeous, she drop dead.. |
