| Baby you got what I need now
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| Couple bottles of cris, let’s get it on now
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| From the front of the club to the back now
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| I just wanna see you take it off
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| Watch me move and it shake the whole place down
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| Pull up in the whips so we can get down
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| 'Cuz it me and my girls now, you and ya boys now
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| Sarafina, grace of a ballerina, small waist
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| Ass shake like Trina’s
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| Pretty face, tougue taste like zima, if I
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| Wasn’t a pimp I put a ring on ya finger
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| Freak for sure, knew her for a week or more
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| And already wanna beat up raw
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| On the dance floor dancing 'til my feet were sore
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| (I just wanna see you take it off)
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| Even willing to, piece her off, had my
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| Hands on her rear, cheeks was soft
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| I was all in the air letting that reefer talk
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| And like magic, in seconds, I eased her thoughts
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| Told her, get a drink if she need support
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| Just order don’t think, I eat the cost
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| The car’s close if ya legs are too weak to walk
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| I just wanna see you take it off
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| Baby you got what I need now (what)
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| Couple bottles of cris, let’s get it on now (what)
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| From the front of the club to the back now (what)
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| I just wanna see you take it off
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| Watch me move and it shake the whole place down (what)
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| Pull up in the whips so we can get down (what)
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| 'Cuz it me and my girls now, you and ya boys now (what)
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| Weekend’s here, told boo, be sincere
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| I wanna see you in ya evening wear
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| Had her doubie wrapped up, made her release her hair
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| Lights on, made sure the grease was near, Nikes on
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| Kicked 'em right off beneath the chairs
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| Tan lines lit up nice, made her features glare
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| Tattoos, smooth skin, plus her teeth was fair
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| (I just wanna see you take it off)
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| Doe is here, I, know affairs, love cars like clothes
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| I, drove for years
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| Love a massage and a chick to let me hold her ears
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| Who’s willing, no feelings, I’m cold as beer
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| As long as the zone is there
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| And as long as she bathe and comb her hair
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| We can light something nice and cologne the air
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| I just wanna see you take it off
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| Now you good, quote ya price if ya toes is nice
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| And if you got fitted jeans that promote you right
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| It’s never a such thing as clothes too tight
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| Hype, hair color, skin-tone too, light
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| I love sights, I’m a old school type, tits, lips
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| Even marry hoes I like
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| Rarely kiss but I lick, twist, roll it right
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| (I just wanna see you take it off)
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| We can do it with a, bowl of ice
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| Take you out, you could, pose as wife
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| Teach you how to hold heat, unload and wipe
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| (I just wanna see you take it off)
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| Give you a different roll in life
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| Lemme show you that tonight’s your, chosen night
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| Take that, take that. |
| Uh huh
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| I just wanna see you take it off
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| Yeah, AZ, Quiet Money, L.E.S. |
| Big Thangs, Throw 'em down |