| When I seen her walking down the street
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| She was pretty then
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| Did you get her name? |
| Did you get her number?
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| Baby head back, I ain’t really into skinny chicks
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| Lips, she tastes like raspberries, damn I want you to know
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| Man if you’d see how she work the stroll
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| That body was out of control
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| Ain’t no way I was bout to let her go
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| I ran my thing like I was supposed
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| We’re bombin on the beat but the beat so cold
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| Babe you’re bombin on the beat but the beat so cold
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| Babe you’re bombin it on the beat but the beat so cold
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| Babe you’re bombin on the beach but the beach so cold
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| So cold
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| We’re bombin on the beat but the beat so cold
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| Babe you’re bombin it on the beat but the beat so cold
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| Babe you’re bombin on the beach but the beach so cold
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| If her boyfriend tryina trip, talkin shit I’m a beat hit ass
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| You should let her go, it ain’t worth the problems, hell no
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| If she come right now she’d be down but I don’t love 'er though
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| Plus she tastes like raspberry, man I though you should know
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| Man if you’d see how she work the stroll
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| That body was out of control
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| Ain’t no way I was bout to let her go
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| I ran my thing like I was supposed
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| When I seen her walking down the street
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| She was pretty then
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| Can’t remember her name but I got her number man
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| And then I beat away, all in, I’m bitter then
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| She was pretty then
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| We’re not caught up in beauty now
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| Seen her walking down the street
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| She was pretty then
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| Can’t remember her name but I got her number
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| When I told her to stand back, pull up my skinny thing
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| Darling wants it twice, we begin to fuck even now |