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You got her |
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Show me |
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Oh, mommy, you're the girl I know |
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You're gonna say no names, no, no, no |
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You could be on a stage |
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But you're a smart girl and you know you worth much more |
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You don't appeal on the ***** |
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You got your own *******t, that' s for sure |
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But I'm a different type of ***** |
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Cause I ain't spending money |
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I ain't spending time, girl I got to go, go |
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I'm on to the next ******* |
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But, girl, I'm fond of Texas |
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So this is how we spend |
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A rich ass ***** moved to the South Side |
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You ain't coming to my crib unless your mouth is wide |
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And your panties are gone, or not |
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29, that flows up |
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Baby, that's a long ride |
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I figured that's a little time to figure them out |
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I figured that's a little time for you to think about |
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Are you really gonna do it slappy here? |
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Give it to me on a balcony |
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And all the ceiling is at least 2 feet tall |
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You get my ***** sucked |
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Lookin' over George Brown |
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I put it to the crib |
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That ain't like I miss you ***** |
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Why can't you guarantee to see your *******, *****? |
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And I guarantee they all drop... ***** |
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Me a slim dog, neighbors will be switchin' ******* |
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She would be looking like an old ******* Chris**as, ***** |
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I'm the man, no lie |
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Crib is so high I feel close to God |
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Crib is so high |
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If I ever have a fire |
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You shot... and everything would be fine |
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You remind me of |
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Everything will be fine |
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Crib is so high |
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If I ever have a fire |
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You shot... and everything would be fine |
