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I need to know, you down to do whatever? |
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Down to get it poppin? Down to get topless, ohh |
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I need to know, if you about cutting |
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Or you about frontin, baby I need to know |
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[Verse 1] |
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I spent my last 8 checks's on a neck-e-lace |
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So I better get some sex for this, shiit |
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She wanna sip up on the cris-e-cris |
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Like it's Christ-e-mas and I'm St. Nicholas |
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I got her and her sister innn |
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That white benz, dyke twins |
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I aint gon lie they only fives but together they ten's |
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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 gin |
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Grey Goose to get you loose then hit the nigga producing |
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The track that got you movin, this track got you movin |
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So crazy you don't know what you doin |
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You been telling them jokes, and its not a rumor |
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I like a girl with a sense of humor |
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To give me head til it ache and it's not a tumor |
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So let me know what's goin down 'fo I pay for this room cuz |
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[Chorus x2] |
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[Verse 2] |
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Now if you got it you got it |
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And if you don't then you prolly wont |
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Sissy niggaz call em maricon |
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I never hit a lady but my game might abuse em |
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By em boots just to tell them that I Jimmy Choose em |
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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 show just frontin and flowin |
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Jewelry stuntin and glowin, this life is something I know it |
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And I been known to have a hoe or two |
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Cuz my diamonds yellow like a smoker tooth |
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I tell em step into the vocal booth |
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Roll a joint, smoke a few, after that I'm pokin you |
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After that it's over boo, baby grab your coat and VOOM |
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[Chorus x2] |
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[Verse 3] |
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Now there's three different levels to relationships |
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Polly'n at the club wit em, talking getting affectionate |
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Leavin and havin sex with em, kickin them out |
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Trickin on models, dimes and rats, now I don't get into that |
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I kick that habit, I just, keep em impressed |
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Let em seat in the Lex, never, eat em unless |
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That fuckin cat looks fresh |
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I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin |
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I got a nine in my pants and baby I'm just dyin for a chance |
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Who ready to fuck? You ready to fuck? Off the sizzurp |
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Says she ready to cut, then she grabs my scissors |
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She prolly look good but what's scary to me |
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Henny make hoes look like Halle Berry to me |
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[Chorus x2] |