| Play with it Might get it
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| (Cause you just might get it)
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| You don’t want to mess with me
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| I had to take a walk back down to Murray Lane
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| And let ya know I still got game
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| Turn up the heat a little
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| And watch your brain sizzle
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| And bring about a change
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| If you ain’t ready for this grease I’m slingin
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| Then get your a** up out that frying pan
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| Cause it ain’t nothin but the hits I’m bringin
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| I’m Angie Stone and I’m here to stand
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| Play with it Might get it
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| (Cause you just might get it)
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| You don’t want to mess with me
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| I got a chip on my shoulder
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| Ain’t too heavy to hold ya
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| But don’t ever hold me back
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| It unleashes my animal instinct
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| And everything in my way
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| Will get attacked
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| Now ya know all I got is love for y’all
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| All my sisters and all my brothers
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| I’m aggressive when it’s time to get the message
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| To the ones who fell asleep
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| Play with it Might get it
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| (Cause you just might get it)
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| You don’t want to mess with me
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| If you ain’t ready for this grease I’m slingin
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| Then get your a** up out that frying pan
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| Cause it ain’t nothin but the hits I’m bringin
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| I’m Angie Stone and I’m here to stand
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| Play with it Might get it
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| (Cause you just might get it)
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| You don’t want to mess with me |