| She pass by… in a black Mercedes.
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| Damn she fine… the way her body’s movin'.
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| I popped the Perrier-Jouet, tryin' to get the two-way crackin'
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| Me and you back in the back of the back room
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| Actin' like you can’t come back soon enough to do it rough, cause you a bluff
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| But I’m a winner, I could hold, watch your pretty legs fold
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| Stiletto to the metal, panties rose petal print
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| Pussy with a suttle scent, tryin' to get you double bent
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| And why the Oak-land, I’m the double stroke man
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| Sprinkle you with Gucci, rush, then I’ll make your coochie bust
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| You ain’t gotta ask, I’m a motherfuckin' mack and I always get my way
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| I wanna hit it from the back, wanna give that ass a smack
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| And I know you wanna taste it
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| I can tell by the way that she’s starin', she wants to come home with me
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| She wanna sleep with me, she wanna play with me, she wanna lay with me
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| I can tell by the look in her eye when she pass by
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| (Nate Dogg)
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| (She pass by)
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| Can’t believe I might be likin' this chick
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| She might be somebody’s wife in this bitch
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| (in a black Mercedes)
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| But she dance like a model, make me wanna bang her full throttle
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| (Damn she fine)
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| I’m 'bout to buy her a bottle
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| And take her out to eat at the grotto
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| (the way her body’s movin')
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| She got some meat on her bones
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| I love it that she takin' me home
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| I brought the first Puerto Rican here and put her in the club
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| But L.A. niggas won’t give me props, they like scrubs
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| They love my ho while I fuck two more
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| Now they shorter than a commode, I watch the game corros'
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| She turnin' back to her toad, walkin' 'round the players club
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| Tryin' to bust him a load, drunk, blue balls and trippin'
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| Now they hittin' the road, staggerin', kissin' the wifey
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| But she know I’m this old, trickin' is so cold
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| Give me — one of those and one of those and one of these
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| Oh let me please bring these hoes to they knees
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| We can do this all day, we can do this our way
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| If you don’t wanna play you can hit the highway
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| Attitudes and your clothes you can leave
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| Come in a trench coat with some weed
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| We can have a party like a fantasy
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| It all happened that day when she pass by
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| (Nate Dogg)
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| (She pass by)
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| Can’t believe I might be likin' this chick
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| She might be somebody’s wife in this bitch
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| (in a black Mercedes)
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| But she dance like a model, make me wanna bang her full throttle
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| (Damn she fine)
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| I’m 'bout to buy her a bottle
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| And take her out to eat at the grotto
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| (the way her body’s movin')
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| She got some meat on her bones
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| I love it that she takin' me home
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| It’s DJ Q-U-I-C — my new name
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| Fresh breathe, drunk as fuck, smashin' on the shoe game
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| Then the other two came, sometimes pussy feel the same
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| How much should I pick?, this might be a trick
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| But which one kills the most, the gang bangin' or the gangbang?
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| If the bullets ain’t rubber, playa it’s all the same thang
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| Get you some money, pussy, and try to maintain
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| If you rich, keep Kim, don’t pull no gun on that other bitch just to keep the
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| trim
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| You trippin' - and keep her out the family car, put her in the stick
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| If she ain’t BMW material, don’t be milk in her cereal
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| If you get payed for it then you can play for it
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| As short as the tambourine rings and Nate sings
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| And T.I.'s on the other song sayin' the same thing
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| The MBZ, but the pussy is free
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| So let me fingerbang it with champagne before
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| (Nate Dogg)
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| (She pass by)
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| Can’t believe I might be likin' this chick
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| She might be somebody’s wife in this bitch
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| (in a black Mercedes)
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| But she dance like a model, make me wanna bang her full throttle
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| (Damn she fine)
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| I’m 'bout to buy her a bottle
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| And take her out to eat at the grotto
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| (the way her body’s movin')
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| She got a lot of meat on her bones
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| And she takin' me home, she takin' me home |