| Baby it’s ya perogative what you do
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| I don’t give a damn what he think about you
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| All i know is one plus one is two
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| We can lay back while we sip a few
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| Yeah it’s true, you can be my boo
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| Tears to let out or you
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| All i wanna do is keep in line wit you
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| Doin everything if it’s fine with you
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| Lemme pick you up at a certain time
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| Sit and dine drink the finest wine
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| Ice over Cristal
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| Lay back peep the the scenery still and a pimp smile
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| In a little while
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| Better time and ride out
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| To tha finest hideout
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| Silver wrist and a twist
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| Cuz the neighboorhood homes is a risk
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| And uh do you really wanna ride wit me
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| Sit back and hide wit me
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| Conversate when you fly wit me
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| You dont need to be touched on
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| Makin love over rough zone
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| Playa hater get crushed on
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| Bumrushed on
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| Peep the game from a playa
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| Who survived in the rought streets
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| Collectin dust on my spot from the cops heat
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| Hit the block gon shop for some nice meat
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| I dont roll deep
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| Just a lil bit o care
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| Cuz a brother wanna bail to the mall
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| To ball wit all the blunts
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| Treat me right you deserve some dough
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| But never earn my trust
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| Stop trippin you can wae the bun
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| Sit back in the smoothe ride
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| Hit the block for ya homies hollarin two time
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| And i ain’t thinkin bout ya other man
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| All I’m thinkin bout is ends and a tight benz
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| But it’s right there
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| Hook
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| Ooooh na na na na na na
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| Nobody’s Home Nobody’s Home
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| My four five-oh hit the front door
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| Got me chillin like a star
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| Out the ro ro
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| Place anotha hand on my Georgia bull
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| But when I got out the truck all the hoes froze
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| Checkin me out like I’m po-po
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| Bring a friend dont go solo
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| Let’s bail in your car
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| V-12 double-oh
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| Got a bag a weed make a left on Monroe
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| Three philly’s from the store
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| Got a place we can go
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| Drie slow make a right keep it tight
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| Now, park by the meter
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| Roll the weed up
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| Baby girl push ya seat up between the heater
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| Playa Playa baby can i dirty dance wit you and ya friends
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| Got a V-12 double-oh benz
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| Plus you stackin the Benjamins
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| Baby, puff puff pass and pull
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| You can get hurt like that
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| And why you wearin skirts like that
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| Do he wonder where you at
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| While he sellin zones you havin sex
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| Puttin it down
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| Givin up ya check
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| See I’m a young playa
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| Got game from tha vest
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| I can talk a zebra out it sripes if it stand there and chat
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| I can put my name on that
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| And oh
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| It’s about four
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| My mama should be walkin in the door
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| So put on ya clothes
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| Remember nobody knows
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| Spray the air freshener before we go
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| Do what ya doin
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| But we gon smoke and ride playa like me and you
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| Could never be alone so pickup the phone
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| Baby I’m down in the zone (and nobody’s home)
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| Oooh na na na na na na
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| Nobody’s Home Nobody’s Home
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| Do you wanna take this chance wit me
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| I know (I know) I know he be seeing you glance at me
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| And oh, do you wanna live your fantasy
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| Let’s go to your place just you and me
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| Take it slow
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| Dont cry dry your eyes
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| Despise the way that he treat you with lies
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| I be ya Mary Jane ya everthing
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| No pain
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| I be ya moon stars and ya sun
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| No rain
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| See it’s flamin when he leave us alone
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| Come close
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| Neverfind the brakes when I’m at your home
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| I won’t boast
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| Or brag when I’m next to you
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| True
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| I do all the thangs ya man won’t do
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| For you
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| So here’s a few things to let you know
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| When you’re down
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| Here’s my number when I’m far away
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| ]From your town
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| So call me when you have a need
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| For me
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| And by the way did you leave in my pocket
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| This G ???
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| Ooooh na na na na na na
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| Nobody’s Home Nobody’s Home
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| Nobody’s Home (Nobody's home)
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| (xx)
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| Baby Boy, Do or Die, Johnny P
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| Nobody’s Home (xx) |