| Stop, drop
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| Pick it up slow then stop
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| Turn around, bring it down low
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| Then stop, woah, slow down roll
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| Stop, woah, slow down roll
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| Stop, drop
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| Pick it up slow then stop
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| Turn around, bring it down low
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| Then stop, woah
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| Slow down roll, stop, woah
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| I was in the cyph like «Who next to go on the texaco?»
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| That’s gas, you gotta ask, you don’t get to smoke
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| You get passed like a bill, don’t forget to vote
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| And don’t choke off the vegetable (rude!)
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| I ain’t finna dare you to move
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| But the bass’ll take place and take care of you soon
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| And you actin' like you sared of the room
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| This your shit
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| Walk by, the guys turn zombies corpses like
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| What the fuck?
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| Baby did you come cuffed?
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| Wanna get with ya
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| Velcro, let’s go, I wanna stick to ya
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| You the shit, everybody can get a wiff of ya
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| So now I’m stuck trynna stuff these words together
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| How I like your get up
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| Maybe we should get up
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| When I finish, had time to set up the question
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| I fucked around and missed your exit, depressing
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| You — you got what I — you got what I
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| You got what I need (you got what I need, you got what I need)
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| Oh baby you, you keep it tight, I keep it I
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| It’s just what I need, that’s just the right speed
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| I got what you need
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| Then she said to me:
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| Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much (better not talk too much)
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| Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much (better not talk too much)
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| Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much (better not talk too much)
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| Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much (better not talk too much)
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| Better not chit chat
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| L-riding
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| All damn night
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| Night rider
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| Blunt it burn like hell fire
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| Can’t quell that shit
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| Just shut the fuck up, inhale that shit
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| Imma pump the bass up, reveal my sins
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| In a crowded place, uh
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| Air so thick
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| Proabably woke the neighbors
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| Veil too thin to conceal the fragrance
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| Cash too spent for a vacation
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| Lives too spent being wrong and anxious
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| Try my hardest but I’m too jaded and
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| I’m too faded and I don’t give a fuck what the DJ playing
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| I don’t even really like going out like that
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| I wouldn’t ever guess you would bounce like that
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| Never mind, saw face dropping likes on the page
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| Lock eyes on the stage and I smile right back like
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| You — you got what I — you got what I
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| You got what I need (you got what I need, you got what I need)
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| Oh baby you, you keep it tight, I keep it I
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| It’s just what I need, that’s just the right speed
|
| I got what you need
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| Then she said to me:
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| «Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much» (better not talk too much)
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| «Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much» (better not talk too much)
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| «Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much» (better not talk too much)
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| «Baby dont talk too much, talk too much, much, much» (better not talk too much)
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| Better not chit chat
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| Stop, drop
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| Pick it up slow then stop
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| Turn around, bring it down low
|
| Then stop, woah, slow down role
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| Stop, woah, slow down role
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| Stop, drop
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| Pick it up slow then stop
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| Turn around, bring it down low
|
| Then stop, woah
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| Slow down role, stop, woah |