| If I walk up and said whats up
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| whould you give me that look
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| and act like your tough
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| As I walked back walked back
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| would you give me the eye
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| admire my strut checking out my look
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| see you look like you’d be the type
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| that be getting numbers all night, night, night
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| from night baby that’s alright
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| you be getting numbers so do i
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| chorus
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| You can call me M-I crooked letter, crooker letter P-I-M-P
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| I know yokku think you got game
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| but baby let me tell you
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| you ain’t got more than me
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| You can call me M-I crooked letter, crooked letter P-I-M-P
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| I know you think you got game
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| but baby let me tell you
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| you ain’t got more than me
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| Sweety I’m no freak
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| so you won’t have me
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| but i’ll have you mess up with the words I speak
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| we can be just friends
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| are you can dish fellings
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| you’d be calling me up and you’ll be checking in
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| I know this might sound like it’s hype
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| but if I want you boy you’ll be mine, mine, mine
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| one topic conversations tight
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| cause know i got you curious right |