| Is as sure as I’m gonna see you comin' out your blouse
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| In just a few minutes you’ll be flowin' like a spout
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| And I’ll be in and out your love until we, til we, til we
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| It’s obvious that we are not astrologists
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| But cosmically these stars are in alignment
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| So as I’m sitting politicking starin' from across this bar
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| Something signed me and you became my assignment
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| It’s like, no I don’t think that the stars are a lie
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| Just lookin' at you, you in tune with your third eye
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| Hey, now finish that Patron, maybe we could roll, maybe we could roll
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| On and on and on, said maybe we could roll on, on, on said maybe we could roll
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| roll
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| As true as these words flowin' out my mouth
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| Is as sure as I’m gonna see you comin' out your blouse
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| In just a few minutes you’ll be flowin' like a spout
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| And I’ll be in and out your love til' your screamin' out your mouth like (uh)
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| Kortez this shit is classic
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| You wished upon a star now you shining like a asterisk
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| Detroit majestic and you lookin' majestic
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| I stole third base god I’m so ecliptic
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| Don’t look congested, what I got in my hand
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| Is enough to puff high a slate brown headband
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| Floatin' like dead man and as clear as a…
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| Think she just want the soul back in her likeOuija uh
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| Please believe me, you sweeter than a peach
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| And I be comin' for you like the brother of Luigi
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| You thinkin' with the John Yang and get low oh
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| And let me get the pie like 3.14
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| And lets go and lets go and lets go
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| Don’t front, you know we got you open
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| Check the dialect of the diaphragm my man
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| As true as these words flowin' out my mouth
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| Is as sure as I’m gonna see you comin' out your blouse
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| In just a few minutes you’ll be flowin' like a spout
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| And I’ll be in and out your love til' your screamin' out your mouth like (uh)
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| Funny how we started to begin
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| And made you climax the first night 'uh', happy endin'
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| Verbal massage I know you feelin' it huh?
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| Let me French kiss your bod' au revoir
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| Peace at love seemed to turn to hatred at war
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| You waste time tryna take time, ticking me off
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| Baby girl, trust is of the essence
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| Since you listenin' to televisions, magazines and all your best friends
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| As true as these words comin' out my mouth
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| As sure as I’m gonna see you comin' out your blouse
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| In just a few minutes you’ll be pourin' like a spout
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| And I’ll be in and out your love til' your screamin' out your mouth like (uh)
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| Say word, never been one for approaching
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| I was tryna break the ice and slipped into a summersault
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| This altitudes' melted ice down and drowned in your anatomy
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| This feelin' is a fallacy, the monogamy casualty
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| So what now, bust down these chemicals to form a compound
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| Your astronomy is an anomaly, beauty profound
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| At peace with you, elements of that four letter bird, a dove
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| Elements of your body on this periodic table with that four letter word, love
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| Love, you know what love is, no need to get down with that, say word, word |