| We Fitn To Take Dis Thing To Another Level
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| Ya Herd Me All The Ladies Come To The Front
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| All The Hatas Get Out Da Building, Ya Hear Me Laid Back, In The Lac,
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| Grippin The Grain,
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| As Im Cruisin The Streets.
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| (Cruisin The Streets Girl)
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| It’s 112 On The Dot,
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| Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.
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| (She Talkin Dirty To Me)
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| I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,
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| Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
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| All Dem Niggas Playin Around,
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| Believe Me Im The One Though.
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| So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,
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| And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
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| (Yeh)
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| Ooooh Baby
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| How Long Would It Take A Nigga Like MJG,
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| To Get The Girl Back To The Hotel.
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| Ima Stop And Get Some Rubbers And Some Cigarellos,
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| You Can Meet Me Imma Be In Room 112.
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| You Done Did Enough Talkin On Da Telephone,
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| Right Now, Im Really Tryna Put My Hands On It So If You In It, Got Away,
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| You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Really Plan On It.
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| Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up,
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| Show You Off, Ride To Da Hot Spot.
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| When Dont, Tryna Act, Special When You,
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| Ridin Im My Drop-Top.
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| Listen, What I, Need You To Do Is
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| Hold This Bag While I Break Dis Blunt Down
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| We Gonna Half To Park In A Minute,
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| Cus Da Cops Get Hot Right Around Bout Sun Down.
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| (Break It Down)
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| Im Not Gonna Have Your Wear Dem Jeans
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| Tight Fit Lookin Motha Fuckin Right With Da Low-Ridas
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| MJG Fin Sprinkle In Some Super Incrediable
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| Bitch Im So Fly.
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| I Got My Hand On The Wood Grain
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| Im In Da Caddilac Feelin Like A Grade A Pimp Man
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| You Niggas Tryin Hard As Hell,
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| You Never Do It Like I Did It,
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| Its A Mother Fuckin Pimp Thing.
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| Laid Back, In The Lac,
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| Grippin The Grain,
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| As Im Cruisin The Streets.
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| (Stop Layin Back Cruisin The Streets)
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| It’s 112 On The Dot,
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| Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.
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| (Your Talkin Dirty To Me)
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| I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,
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| Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
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| All Dem Niggas Playin Around,
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| Believe Im The One Though.
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| So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,
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| And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
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| (Shawty Bring It Next To Me)
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| Ohhh Bayyybayyy
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| Can I Get Your To, Come Here Girl,
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| Let Me Say Something Sweet In Ya Ear Girl,
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| I See You Movin Your Butt To Da Beat Girl,
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| Wanna Dip And Come See My World.
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| Big Ball The One With Da Extra Keys To The Condo Up-Town.
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| Nigga Come Through When He Really Want To,
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| Thats How Me And Lil’Ma Get Down.
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| Sometime We Hit Da Town,
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| Wit Da Radio Up And Da Window Down.
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| Get A Sweet At The W, Get A Bag Of Bush
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| And Just Smoke It Out,
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| And I Dont Expect Errrry Mothafucka In Here,
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| To Know What Im Talkin Bout.
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| These Niggas Aint Got No Game,
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| A Lot These Niggas Just Talkin Loud.
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| And I Know Im Not The Best Lookin Nigga,
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| But I’m Only So Far From The Worst Lookin Nigga.
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| When It Come To The Dirty, Me And My Nigga,
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| We’s One Of The First In The Picture.
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| Three Strikes Im A Fee From A Nigga,
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| J, Mj Put Your Peace Sign In The Airr.
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| Wanna Go To A Place Where They Dont Hate
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| Listen To Your Boy, Let Me Take You There.
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| Laid Back, In The Lac,
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| Grippin The Grain,
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| As Im Cruisin The Streets.
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| (Cruisin The Streets)
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| It’s 112 On The Dot,
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| Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.
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| (Shawty Talkin Dirty To Me)
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| I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,
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| Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
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| All Dem Niggas Playin Around,
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| Believe Im The One Though.
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| So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,
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| And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
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| (Hey, Hey, Hey)
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| Ohhh Bayyybayyy
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| I Like It When You Call My Name,
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| I Like It When We Play Dat Game.
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| What Game Is Dat Girl,
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| That Freaky Deeky Game.
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| It Aint No Shame When I Bang,
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| Go 'head And Grab Dat Thang.
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| That Grown Man Thang,
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| Stop Gigglin And Playn Mayne.
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| You Know What Im Sayin Mayne,
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| See You’s A Freaky Dame.
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| Can I Call A Couple My Friends,
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| So We Can Run A Train.
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| Im Sayin I Think I Can,
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| Now Bang It Up Out The Frame.
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| But Baby Boy Damn,
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| Wit My Hands On My Side Man.
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| Im A D-Boy From Da Hood, (Yeah)
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| Smoking On A Big Bag Of Cush, (Yeah)
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| Workin All Day In A Trap House, (Yeah)
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| See Da Police Then We Push, (Yeah)
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| And When A Playa Ride Through Da Streets, (Yeah)
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| Im Always Lookin For A Freak, (Yeah)
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| They Call Me The Juice Man Gigalo, (Yeah)
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| Take It Out Skeet Skeet Skeet. |
| (Yeah)
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| I Hit Her Up On Black Berries,
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| She See That He Left Her Daddy.
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| She Know That Its Time,
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| To Shake Her Man And Meet Me at Da Hotely
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| See He An Old Head,
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| Throw Some More Bread,
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| Keep Her Fed,
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| But Im The One She Call,
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| When She Need That Ass Tapped.
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| Laid Back, In The Lac,
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| Grippin The Grain,
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| As Im Cruisin The Streets.
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| (Cruisin The Streets)
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| It’s 112 On The Dot,
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| Your On The Phone Talkin Dirty To Me.
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| (Shawty Talkin Dirty To Me)
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| I Wanna Know, Where You Really Wanna Go,
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| Cus Im Sittin In Front Of Your Condo.
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| All Dem Niggas Playin Around,
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| Believe Im The One Though.
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| So Baby Take Your Clothes Off,
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| And Bring Your Body Next To Me.
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| (Shwty Bring It Next To Me)
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| Ohhh Bayyybayyy |