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She arrived on a 74 |
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/About 20 to 11 |
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She comes to see him, him as in me |
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She comes to see |
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And it's never complicated |
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Other women cannot fade it |
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Whenever I call |
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She gets dressed up and all |
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Supercute |
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CHORUS |
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Maybe it's cause she comes from East L.A. |
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But every time I see her body on display |
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I gotta call her name from the DJ booth |
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Strobe light flash and you know the truth |
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Baby got game, she'll take your loot |
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Keys to the crib with no dispute |
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See her dancing in her birthday suit - Supercute |
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Together we wonder how we got enslaved and why |
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(It's time to get freedom for our people) |
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Jericho falls when we all discern the lie |
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Yo, why the man wanna lie? |
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I look at her eyes go wild, she smiles - Supercute |
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CHORUS |
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On a dare I wanna see if she will share |
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The kinda toys she uses when I'm not there |
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None at all she swears |
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I don't care |
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(I don't care ) |
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I make her buy another one |
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And a new dress to wear |
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(vibrator noise) |
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Goes the toy against her curly hair |
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Now she must confess |
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How she really like to play |
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Or if she don't, I lower the speed |
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And bad words she'll say |
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Tell me how you play, how you play |
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Even in her anger she's still |
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Supercute |
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CHORUS |
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Shake it around |
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When you see her dancing in her birthday suit - Supercute |
