| Yeah that’s cool
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| Er, everything closed so we just
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| We might as well just go straight to the hotel
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| And just get some rest
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| Let me slide this dick up on in ya If I was fucking you right about now
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| You’d have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
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| Have to go brag to your fucking crew
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| On how this rap nigga dick you down
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| Kendo passed them guts and didn’t have to kick you down
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| Who this bitch nigga wit’you now?
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| Do we know about your X-files?
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| And your sex styles?
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| And all the niggaz that you think about fucking
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| And all the shit you know you really wanna do when we buzz it (hahaha)
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| If I was fucking you, shit, it’d be like drama (yeah)
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| And you might get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)
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| So do what I tell you and everything’ll be alright
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| You’re cute as fuck, plus that ass is tight (hype)
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| Get the fuck on 'fore these niggaz start to fight
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| I can see it in your eyes, you wanna fuck tonight
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| Give Herden everything, she got a fool in love (fool)
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| Gave it up to me and gangsta after the club
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| If I was fucking you, I’d be pakin the piss
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| The horny weight dick gettin’laid is for chips
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| Bitch I’m tryina’make grits
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| Him in with the trojan pack 'o six
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| Hin the gin and juice the mix
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| No time to pause, gots to drop draws
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| Prep through a half spankin', breakin’down walls
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| With tactics, nigga used two proper lactics (double-up)
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| Hit the twat chopper style
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| Bang it up back (echo)
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| If I was fucking you (echo)
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| (overlapping) ooh, oo, yeah, a, ahh, uhh, uh, come on If I was fucking you, you’d be like fuck everybody
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| Kill, this pussy yours
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| Washin’dishes, rubbin’floors
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| Doin’chores for a nigga
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| Open doors for a nigga
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| Ridin’shotgun, holdin’forty-fours for a nigga
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| At the motelly, got you on your belly
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| In come morcelli
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| Niggaz calling K-Mac, bitches calling Kelly
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| Do it like Arthur Fonzarelli, hit the lights
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| So we can try to reform these potential dites
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| If I was fucking you, you’d be spendin’all your dough (yeah)
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| Buying nigga shit, that you don’t even know (mm)
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| Credit card maxed out
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| Bank account tapped out
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| Writin’bad cheques (hahaha)
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| When I call you break your neck
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| You do whatever please me, runnin’burs while I take it easy
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| Will as you do whatever, live your life just to please me These buster-ass niggaz make the shit so easy
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| (He was fucking me?) for sheazly
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| If I was fucking you, I’d let the homies fuck too
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| Run up in the guts bust nuts and we’re through
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| Hey you feenin'
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| cooch screamin', heatin’cleanin'
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| Tag-teamin', suckin’semen (echo)
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| Keep it low, put it in your grill cos you love me With video footage of you giving nigga scully (got you)
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| Hold it till you’ve chocked off the bitched and got got
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| And roll one to smoke, grab my shit and shake my spot
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| Nineteen inches of complicated funk. |
| hahahaha
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| Ango urgin', probably be vomiting dick for a week though
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| Suckin’on semen, hahahahahahah…
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| Hmmm… be careful what you wish for, you just might get it |