| Yo peep the game two industry kids
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| One of us 'contagious' like Mr. Biggs
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| Two never fib
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| True; |
| rest at crib
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| Live, with a model chick and one kid
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| You ain’t trill
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| You pimp still
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| With no game, buying them chicks with small fame yeah
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| I’m here boy to bust your bubble
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| R.L., J.D. and me? |
| I’m E double
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| (R.L.)
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| Everybody, they ask me
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| Who they girl? |
| as she walks past them
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| She’s mine though, and she knows that I’ll never let her go
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| So she grabs my hand, let’s all the fellas know that I’m her man
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| She pulls me close and dances slow
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| Then whispers in my ear let’s go
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| (Chante Moore)
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| We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
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| As long as I can spend my whole night with you
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| (R.L)
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| Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching
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| It’s a nice body
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| (I got me a model)
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| She can’t look like a shorty
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| (I got me a model)
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| She knows how to party
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| (I got me a model)
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| I gotta tell somebody
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| (I got me a model)
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| She ain’t level headed
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| (I got me a model)
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| Thinkin' bow legged
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| (I got me a model)
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| So why ain’t Mama trickin'
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| (I got me a model)
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| Fellas get to listen
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| (I got me a model)
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| Check
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| She’s bangin', tonight
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| I’m speaking of this girl of mine
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| She got me, no lie
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| I think I found the love of my life
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| So sexy, so fly
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| Ease the way to my six parked outside
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| She wants me, it’s time
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| Then she looks me in my eyes and says (Let's go)
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| (Chante Moore)
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| We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
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| As long as I can spend my whole nights with you
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| (R.L)
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| Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching
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| (Bridge)
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| She’s a chick who you speak to
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| I let her freak too
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| Put your hands up high let me know I speak true
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| I’m a tell you, what you gon' do
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| Don’t you dare let her loose
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| Listen when she tell you
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| (Erick Sermon)
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| Ayo it’s me again
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| Erick Sermon
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| Say ah that’s my friend
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| When I walk by haters cringe
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| I shine like rims
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| When I rock they get’s Ugly like Bubba Sparxxx and Tim
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| Plus when I come through, got my chick with me
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| Brown skin 5' 10″ a buck 50
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| That’s what I’m talkin' bout
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| And Michael Johnson jumpin out the gate
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| Chill she says
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| (Chante Moore)
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| We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
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| As long as I can spend my whole night with you
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| (R.L)
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| Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching
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| (J.D. Talking in background till fade) |