| All wrapped up with nowhere to go
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| Shoulda stayed at my mama house
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| All wrapped up with nowhere to go
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| Shoulda stayed at my mama house
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| Well it too lit to go home
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| Another two hits to my dome
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| And everything is closed
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| And there’s nowhere else to go
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| And she ain’t answer my phone
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| Now I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| Now I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| Baby I being trying to get a hold of you
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| We can smoke a doob or maybe two
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| Fuck until the morning boo
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| Show you, show you, show you what I can do
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| I can do it twice, you and the
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| Jump on my D like I jump on the mic
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| Anything you like, shit
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| Everything you like, no wrong just right (just right)
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| Just right (just right)
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| Cause you’re my master, master and I ride
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| All wrapped up with nowhere to go
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| Shoulda stayed at my mama house
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| All wrapped up with nowhere to go
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| Shoulda stayed at my mama house
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| Well it too lit to go home
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| Another two hits to my dome
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| And everything is closed
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| And there’s nowhere else to go
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| And she ain’t answer my phone
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| Now I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| Now I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| Face of a model, body like bottle
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| Not subtle what a baddie can do, yeh
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| Got a full bottle, going full throttle
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| Speed down the highway for you
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| Barely see straight but I got the juice
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| She be up tight but I got the
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| Cause I got the tools, and we got to fuse
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| Put that pussy on a new stud
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| Cause I got the moves, moves
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| And she got the moves, moves
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| And she 'bout to ooze, ooze
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| Banging on the drum like fruity loops
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| Thinking of you when I’m zoning
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| Four in the morning
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| Knocking on your door
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| Hoping that you open, aye
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| Hoping that you answer, bae
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| Answer bae so I can
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| Look you in your eye
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| And grip up on your thigh
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| And take your body and your mind
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| On a ride, through the night until the morning
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| Baby get those panties soaking
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| Cause I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m.
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| All wrapped up with nowhere to go
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| Shoulda stayed at my mama house
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| All wrapped up with nowhere to go
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| Shoulda stayed at my mama house
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| Well it too lit to go home
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| Another two hits to my dome
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| And everything is closed
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| And there’s nowhere else to go
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| And she ain’t answer my phone
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| I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me
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| I’m hoping that you come through for me
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| Cause there’s something that you can do for me |