| Pop yo' collars like this
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| Bottles up like this
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| Side to side like this
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| Holla if ya like this
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| See the ass? |
| Touch me right there
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| Wanna touch my nookie baby? |
| Touch me right there
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| Make me lose my mind baby? |
| Touch me right there
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| Party over here, ain’t shit over there!
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| See how I’m drillin 'em baby?
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| It’s Bus-a-Bus back bitch, I’m killin 'em crazy
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| We off the Relaxic, I’m spillin the gravy
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| Got every club packed thick, creating a frenzy
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| To be the latest greatest for all you niggas from gazing
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| Bugatti off white tan, interior pastry
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| See my swagger sharp like that, these niggas amaze me
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| As a matter a fact just salute me and praise me
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| Enough of that
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| We be up in the club, niggas sportin them minks
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| Tipsy in the club, nigga buyin 'em drinks
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| Walk around lookin like our shit don’t stink
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| Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink
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| Okay, now I got me a clear view
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| I like it when you get up and I’m lovin ya hairdo
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| The way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair you
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| The way ya clothes skimpy, so it’s easy to tear through
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| Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel
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| I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue
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| Shorty ain’t checkin for you, step to the way I do
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| Super senile, I ain’t the one to compare to
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| Now she was sayin…
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| See the ass? |
| Touch me right there
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| Wanna touch my nookie baby? |
| Touch me right there
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| Is that Dr. Dre baby? |
| Touch me right there
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| Party over here, ain’t shit over there!
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| What you sayin Missy?!
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| + (Missy)
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| We got some shit for that ass (come on, give it to me)
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| We got some shit for that ass (come on, give it to me)
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| We got some shit for that ass (come on, give it to me)
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| We got some shit for that ass girl
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| Bounce back, brand new on the scene what?
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| Took a little minute, I’m back with the re-up
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| Switched it up a little bit, back with a clean cut
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| Shorty’s lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up
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| I love the way she in all over the girls when I’m teaming up
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| It’s gettin hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up
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| Amazed by the pinky, neck, and wrist be gleaming up
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| How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning up
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| I see you liking everything, you see me and you
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| You frowning on your girl, like you ain’t willing to share boo
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| The hotel ain’t far, meet me there and if you
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| Ya girl looking like she wit' it, she can come/cum get it too
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| You get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid move
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| I’m bangin in the truck, and let her watch in the rearview
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| See we don’t really care about the niggas who came through
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| Over there cause over here, see I’mma show ya how we do
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| So check it baby…
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| See it don’t matter what ya doin over there
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| See we gets it poppin, that’s how we do it over here
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| That’s if we toss bottles, that’s how we do it over here
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| Check it, floss models, that’s how we do it over here
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| Listen, rare throttles, that’s how we do it over here
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| Check it, ice collars, that’s how we do it over here nigga
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| See it don’t matter what ya doin over there
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| See we gets it poppin, that’s how we do it over here (over here) |