| Hello, hello, hello
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| Hello, hello, hello
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| Hello, hello, hello
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| Hello, hello, hello, hello
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| Mmm, this morning my man exclusively introduced me
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| To some good extra lovin'
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| He was lickin' and suckin' on everything
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| Just the way he should
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| This morning’s extra lovin' was good
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| We laid there sweaty, sex funky, happy as we want to be
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| Lovin' exclusively, my man and me
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| All night, all morning
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| So our stomachs were growlin' hungrily
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| So I jumped up and rushed to the store
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| In hopes of coming back and getting a little more of
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| This morning’s good extra lovin '
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| At the market the people were pushing and shoving
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| Trying to be the next in line, the turn was mine
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| The new girl at the counter was cute, not as fine as me
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| Was this some kind of women’s intuition, some kind of insecurity
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| Nah, cause my man is happy at home lovin' me exclusively
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| So I shook my head, «What's up?»
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| «Hello,» she smiled as she rung me up
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| Orange juice $ 3.29, Croissants $ 4.85
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| She sniffed, Butter 89 cents
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| She sniffed, Strawberries $ 1.50 a pint
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| She sniffed, and sniffed, and sniffed, and sniffed again
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| And then replied, «Raheem, right?»
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| Right!?! |