| Baby listen, bets to believe
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| I can give you what you want and all that you need
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| Mackin' all the ladies, from the fly to the shady
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| Marquise diamonds, 600 Mercedes
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| I’ll fly you across the seas in a private jet
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| Whisper shit in ya ear to get ya panties wet
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| Honey I’ll show you how good life can get
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| Winin' and dinin', non-chalant in the finest restaurant
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| Feed you lobster 'cause I’m a true mobster
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| Lame niggas bore ya, lay ya down in the Waldorf-Astoria
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| Victoria Secret; |
| lingerie, I like the freak shit
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| Dim the lights, sex all through the night
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| King sized beds, Satin sheets gettin' right
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| Wear you out, leave my number by the phone
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| When you wake up in the morn', I’m gone
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| Home!, home!, home!, home!
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| Uh! |
| Do you know who I be?
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| Lil' Kim the Lieutenant (that's right)
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| Here to put it on you fools tryin' to run up in it
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| (What's the matter Big Momma, don’t you like what you see?)
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| Like my girl Mary B. you just ain’t runnin' up in me, uh
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| You got to give me what I need baby.
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| That’s a drop top Z baby
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| Martini & Rossi, Asti Spumante
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| Dom Perignon so we can get it on
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| Movado watch, Tennis for the wrists
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| Nigga; |
| you ain’t ever seen no ice like this
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| So now you know what you workin' with, handle your business
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| And keep coming with that stuff that I like (like.)
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| Light a candle, I’m too hot to handle
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| I see yo' eyes sizin' up my hips and my thighs
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| Man I’ll do things to you (uh-huh).
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| Vanessa del Rio be 'shamed to do
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| Mack ass nigga, smooth like Tom Cat in the zoot-suit
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| Game’s fullproof leavin' parties with bitches in NSX Coupes
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| Spittin' game, with or without the eye contact
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| With or without contracts, layin' my game down flat
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| Kleptomaniac, rides any rhythm that you give him, I’m livin' right
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| Semi-precious stones, exotic bitches in skin-tights
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| Hands-free mobile phone, showin' women how to live life
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| If that’s your girl, she wasn’t last night
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| Made her life worthwhile, Benjamins by the piles
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| Turn her frowns to smiles, livin' Goodfellas lifestyles
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| Nails done and hair, livin' rooms with chandeliers
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| Sex in a strech Lex, no cares for who wanna stare
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| Yeah, now that’s a real women for ya
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| High execs and lawyers, pearls gems and Tag Heuers
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| Bachelor degrees, bringin' home bacon and cheese
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| Freaky Saundra ain’t afraid to get some dirt up on her knees
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight
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| I wonder if I take you home
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| Would you still be in love baby?
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| Because I need you tonight |