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On the eastside, that's where I met my Ramona, |
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"I wanna go to a party," that's what she said |
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Lonely - that's what I been |
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Here's my telephone number call me |
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..and to a party a house par-ty Whole lotta people just rally-round-me and love, |
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she send a message of love |
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she said I love up the way you move, I love the way you rap, BAH BAH. |
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Ramona please step back |
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'Cause she's my Ruca, I'm barely waiting for my hiena |
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She moved from Long Beach down to LA |
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Right now she selling oranges by the freeway |
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I wanna know, Ramona am I the only one tell me |
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and she said "Your not the only one, but your the best Bradley" |
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And know now I waiting for my Ruca and I barely pulled up with my hiena |
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I know tonight I be behind her, don't fuck around with my hiena. |
