| Take off your shoes
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| Make you dance in your socks
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| For blocks
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| Nigga be dippin a million.
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| What, hot!
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| Better pause and take a look.
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| There’s a whole lot of whores.
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| Run up in a storm.
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| Bitch a try to take you for yours for sure.
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| Word up yo!
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| And just get what you can.
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| Catch it, so just play it on a record
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| And take it off until you ass naked.
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| Word to mother.
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| Shorty stack like a horse.
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| Pushin a force.
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| Lookin to floss.
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| Diana Ross.
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| Flow better.
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| One of the biggest seller.
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| Tell me what ever.
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| Wether a nigga stack mozzarella
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| I’m a get ya.
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| I ain’t comin with ya.
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| Hit ya,
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| with another scripture
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| That will really split ya.
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| Make sure the fact you wack.
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| And we don’t need none of that.
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| Keepin it movin.
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| Now tell me, where my nigga’s is at?
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| Yo, from here to Brook.
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| Nigga’s is shook, look.
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| I make you sing the hawk
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| Shake your ass.
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| Wiggle your foot.
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| I make you
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| Shit so hot we make you.
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| Give me what you got nigga.
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| And we hit the right spot baby.
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| And everybody if you with me just
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| Shit so hot we make you
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| Give me what you got nigga
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| And when I hit the right spot baby
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| TAKE IT OFF
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| And if you with me everybody just
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| TAKE IT OFF.
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| Wiggle and bounce baby.
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| More to the ounce baby
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| That’s what I be about baby.
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| Give me a shout baby.
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| All up in your body.
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| Whipping the mazorati
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| Through the city
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| With one of my hottie.
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| I’m on my way to the party.
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| Meet with my nigga Marty
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| And little and Colie Scotti.
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| Sippin Baccardi.
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| 'Till you know we whylin up everybody.
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| Whip about to cause.
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| All in the jam
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| Nigga’s whylin out at the bar.
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| (OHH)
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| We keep it movin
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| (OHH)
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| Every time yo. |
| (ooh)
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| Shit that make your DJ
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| Spin it back 4 times yo.
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| Let it rain and let it drizzles
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| Heat in the club be makin you sizzle
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| All of the bitches right in the middle.
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| (WORD UP)
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| I make yall nigga’s smooth.
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| Making you sweat.
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| Making you get busy.
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| Got yall nigga’s loosin your breath.
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| So I started working this way.
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| Pass the sting rays.
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| See me Kunta Kintai.
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| Check the way me ringai.
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| Hey Mister DJ
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| Hit with a replay
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| Check it Hey why you all in my face.
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| Give me some leeway.
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| Got you doin’what we say.
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| Other nigga’s racin
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| And whylin all on a freeway
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| Rushin to get in a club
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| And get all up in the place
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| Get inside and see FLIPMODE in your face
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| (ooh)
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| Now let me take you nigga’s straight to the point.
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| Now get the party.
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| Radio be still bangin my joint.
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| Turn it up a little while I make you. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take It Off , by - Busta Rhymes. Song from the album Extinction Level Event: The Final World Front, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп