| Cold stuff, what up doe love
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| You got me girl in handcuffs
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| Reminding punch of an old lust, like gold rush
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| Lunch bait cinnabunz, you more sweeter than cakes
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| Saucy ass hell to, i blew out the L for you
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| Smell that aroma
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| Enough tah put me in ah deep coma
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| I dicked you good, had you all over my wood
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| Damn niggas, they want ah piece
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| You all over my hood, im pondering to myself
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| On how they know you so good
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| Oven baked, i kept you hot, so ya cream can melt
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| Finga’s mad sticky, plus ah sensation i felt
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| I want you all for self to eat up until its none left
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| You got me open and spending, hopin its never ending
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| Everytime im downtown, im in ah different dimension
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| Had my pole swole, toes curled from blowin on top
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| I gotta have this, trick the not, you be hittin the spot
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| Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done.
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| Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
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| Yo style is like wild, im bugged out from what u brung
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| Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
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| Day dreaming, thinkin of you, i want some
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| Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
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| Yo style is like wild, im bugged out from what u brung
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| Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
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| Day dreaming, thinkin of you, i want some.
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| I roll wit the flow, i might just lick the box
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| Kick the socks, watch movies, down shots, blow pot
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| Peep ya every move, check it how you get in ya groove
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| We straight show n prove fucking
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| Like its nothing tah loose
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| Yo, im ridah, providjah wit ooze, all up inside ya
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| Love when you was tight, i hold strong
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| Open you wider
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| Plus ya ass fat, relax, let me hit from the back
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| Black power strokes, Johnnie bit the G spot dope
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| I can tell from ya act, this shit is real as real as you hope
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| You spoke to ya girls about the action
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| They slung ah fax in, chattin, sendin dirty emails
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| Askin whats happenin, pushin on me hard
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| Got them broads surrounding me sweet
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| You put us both on the streets, from the steam of our heat
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| Cinnabunz, exotic and wild, what have you done
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| Yo style is like wild, im bugged out from what you brung
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| Cinnabunz. |