| Hey, we back, my nigga Chink Santana
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| Murder Inc., Terror Squad
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Got me feelin' all alone
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| When you got me singin' this song
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Yo, push your seat back, ma feel who you rollin' with
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| Relax and let crack take control of this
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| Have some 'gnac, Hennessy and Coca cola mix
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| To stop at 1−6-5 for that potent shit
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| So now we rollin' this, it’s nine fifteen
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| I’m sure you know where we going but time is the key
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| Let’s smoke a little, climb high in tha trees
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| Choke a little while my hand rub your thigh and your knees
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| You know that silly shit and now it’s ten on six
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| We in the village jus a little ripped pumpin' Jodeci while a nigga whip
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| And watch you marinate, feel free to sing along while I navigate
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| This is your song ma, crackalate
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| So when it’s time to get it on
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| She gon' know that it’s wrong to procrastinate
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| Steady sayin' that I’m turnin' her on, I’m like «I know»
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| Didn’t your friends tell you that you fuckin' with Joe? |
| oh boy
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Got me feelin' all alone
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| When you got me singin' this song
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Yo, smooth 'cuz I don’t get upset
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| If she ain’t wit it then cool, I can go without sex
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| I ain’t gotta spend big for a girl at mya
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| We could, go to papayas and talk the night up
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| Tell me bout yourself, your hopes, your dreams, your struggles
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| I’m tryna to front but I’m feelin' to touch you
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| I got the heat on blast, I bet you thinkino like he want ass
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| But still you thinkin' that you might
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| Playin' the rules, pretendin' to be a fool
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| When you ask silly questions like, «What we gon' do?»
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| I’ma leave it your hands, let you make your move
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| Now you want me to stay over, games over
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Got me feelin' all alone
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| When you got me singin' this song
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Oh, you sex it baby, ah, just shake it mama, yeah
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| Bag it up, sing this song
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Yo, now it’s on, shorty’s strippin' in the livin' room
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| My heart racin' 'cuz I know I’m gon' hit it soon
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| Pop that ass, sit it on my lap
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| Don’t stop like that, put it on crack
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| Let me beat it from the back, now I’m poundin' it right
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| Wearin' a thong on my head 'cuz you know I’m wild for tonight
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| When we done talk a little bit to keep her in the groove
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| Try to make it last so my exit is smooth, ya know
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Got me feelin' all alone
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| When you got me singin' this song
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Got me feelin' all alone
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| Boy you keep on turnin' me
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| Love the way you turn me on
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| When you got me singin' this song
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| Love the way you turn me on |