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Hey, come here, baby, |
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I know you ain't tired |
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What, what that mean? |
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Aye, pour a drink |
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We gon' party, you with me? |
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Homie, bring that in |
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I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house |
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And on the walls got |
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Gucci linen |
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My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night |
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Night, night, night, night, all night |
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I pull up in that |
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MaseratiCome inside, baby, it's the after party |
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What you like, |
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Ciroc? Or the dark |
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Bacardi?I got a couple dutches rolled up |
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I don't see the hold up like that |
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Everybody growed up, we grown |
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My little chocolate thing, my butter pecan momma |
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My white girl is hot, too, and she like |
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ObamaMy little |
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Asian chick and my |
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Jamaican girl |
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Wind on me, wind on me, damn 'cause she love the, ha |
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My left hand is froze, high got me spillin' |
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RoseOn her thousand dollar red-bottom open toes |
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I be in the hood but tonight |
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I'm notI got the party jumping off at my own spot |
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I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house |
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And on the walls got |
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Gucci linen |
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My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night |
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Night, night, night, night, all night |
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You're now listening to this lyrical christening |
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Haters won't be dissin' him because their baby momma on me |
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I make the women horny, just the way that |
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I amD-Block, the way |
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I look up in that black |
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Lam'Chain watch bezel iced out, goddamn |
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Real airport in the hood, that's my fam |
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I do Patron shots, she like red wine |
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She looking at me like she ready for her bedtime |
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They call me |
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Don-Don, flow so ridiculous |
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I like 'em fat too, come here, are you ticklish? |
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Eat my like a licorice or better yet your favorite dish |
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You think |
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I'm home by myself, hater, remember this |
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I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house |
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And on the walls got |
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Gucci linen |
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My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night |
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Night, night, night, night, all night' |
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Cause we don't stop 'til it's gone, don't stop 'til it's gone |
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So don't leave me, leave me |
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The DJ's playing my song, take up in my song |
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Don't leave me, leave me |
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Oh, oh okay, thinkin' 'bout you, blue lingerie |
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Quarter past 2, shawty swing my way |
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So hit the phone, you can tell it's on |
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I got five sexy women plus some five star love in my house |
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And on the walls got |
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Gucci linen |
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My bartender keep the bottles poppin' all night |
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Night, night, night, night, all night |
