| Excuse my motherfuckin' liquor
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| (Excuse my liqour)
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| Y’all know what time it is. |
| I got some motherfuckin' west coast Fly n' B team
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| with me. |
| Starr
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| (Excuse my liqour)
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| And right now i’m with the motherfuckin' CEO, and what we’ve got for y’all is a
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| nice presentation, Starr album
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| (Excuse my liqour)
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| I don’t motherfuckin' oversee it. |
| I don’t motherfuckin' oversee it.
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| I don’t oversee this shit right here. |
| This excuse my liquor. |
| I said this
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| excuse my liquor
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| Pussy, pussy poppin'
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| You fucks mith me then come with me
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| You know what I’m all about winning
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| I’m gon be in your hall of fame
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| And he lay the pipe down
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| And he make that shit go round
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| Get ratchet, get ratchet, don’t be shy girl, shy girl
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| Go up down like a elevator
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| You ain’t looking for love, you tryna get paid
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| You looking like a model
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| Girl we gon' pop these bottles
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| Sitting on the furniture all in the club
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| We acting like it’s only us
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| Annie you gon' change us
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| Let the haters see us
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| Sitting on the furniture all in the club
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| Sitting on the furniture all in the club
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| Annie you gon' change us
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| Let the haters see us
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| You be whispering in my ear all night
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| And you gon' be talking dirty to me
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| That’s right I put my head in it
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| I’ll tell you bomb, I think that pussy straight fire
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| I know I’m what you desire
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| Oh Annie, Annie, Annie
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| I wanna see you take your panties off |