| They say I bang
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| They never toy with me
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| Royal from the crown to my fucking feet
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| They say talk that talk
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| Walk but please avoid the streets
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| Lock the jaw, lock the door
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| Avoid the speech
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| 'Cause once you speak
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| Bullshit reek like oil leak
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| Pop a pill, cop a feel
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| Rock the lease
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| How the fuck you do that in them denim jeans?
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| All these bars, no police
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| Whee-ooh whee-ooh, whee-ooh whee-ooh
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| All these bars, no police
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| Whee-ooh whee-ooh, whee-ooh whee-ooh (pop a zany — free)
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| All these bars, no police
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| He calls me copper tone
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| Smoking ultraviolet
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| We turn off the phone
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| I’m in autopilot
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| Make that disappear
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| Mr. Copperfield
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| When we ride he bust them tricks
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| I lean and pop a wheel
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| Watching brandy sipping brandy
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| Panties on the marble floor
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| Guess my pants is fancy
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| Bitches acting catty on the set
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| Make your man tap me on his neck
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| Or tap me on your back
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| Mmm, that’s nasty but I’m classy with this shit
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| So pop a couple xanies for me quick
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| Pop a couple xanies for me quick
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| Pop a couple xanies for me bitch
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| Whee-ooh whee-ooh, whee-ooh whee-ooh
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| All these bars, no police
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| Whee-ooh whee-ooh, whee-ooh whee-ooh (pop a zany — free)
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| All these bars, no police
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| Yellow bars, get it in
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| Somehow this shit medicine
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| Feel that slow high setting in
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| Let it take you to a place you ain’t never been
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| Like floating on cotton candy clouds
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| Shirt and panties on the ground
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| This kitties hot, fan it down
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| Make moves on me, papi, don’t stand around
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| One for you, one for me, when we break a half
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| Your gentle touch on my naked ass
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| These summer nights, when that AC blast
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| Them bars put easy a crazy pass so
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| Baby if you need it come and get it
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| Just can’t hold this back from you
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| Now pop this with me |