| She’s more than a dime, she’s a dub
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| Damn I’m in love
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| Hit it from the house to the club
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| Keep my mind on her
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| Spend my last dime on her
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| She bring me to cloud 9 when my ass climb on her
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| Can see she make the picture clear
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| Just like time warner
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| Treat her like the car
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| The weight of the ride on her
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| She helped me focus in
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| Get my rhymes right too
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| And my mind right too
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| That’s why she shine through
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| I gotta quit
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| I gotta get this chick up out my system
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| She’s no good for me
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| All of my dogs wanna hit her
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| Right after I’m with her
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| I eat then I fall asleep
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| And it’s gettin costly
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| Lately all I’ve been banging is the chicks that come to see
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| But surely she’s a dime
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| (Something about the girl being a dog)
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| And I think I’m falling in love
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| She gets me all chocked up
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| I can barely catch my breath
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| Don’t want to pass her around
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| I keep her to myself
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| You see shes gives me stimulation
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| And nobody’s messing up our rotation
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| Although I think it’s big
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| And you better believe
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| Nobody’s blazing it up but me
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| I need her first thing when I wake up
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| Call me a fiend
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| And I ain’t talking about nicotine
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| Y’all know what I mean
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| Just call me a fiend
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| I’m just a addict for your love, I’ve got to have it all your love
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| I can’t let it go
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| I’ll never be gleem
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| You can just call me a fiend
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| I twist her up, pull her to me real slow (so slow)
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| Let the taste of a chocolate make my eyes get low
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| But she burns through my paper so fast
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| Gotta make it last
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| Hate to watch them Swisha sweets walk past
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| When my personal stash get low
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| Then it’s back to the block tryna find her
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| Surely she’s a dime
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| In fact that girls a dub
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| And I think I’ve fallin in love
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| She gets me all chocked up
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| I can barely catch my breath
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| Don’t want to pass her around
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| I keep her to myself
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| You see shes gives me stimulation
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| And nobody’s messing up our rotation
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| Although I think it’s big
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| You better believe
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| Nobody’s blazing it up but me
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| I’m a fiend for her
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| Go to sleep wit a dream of her
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| Wake up, grind hard, get cream for her
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| Play the whip on a lean wit her
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| Just in case I don’t make it home
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| I’mma leave a team with her
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| Me & her been down since her head was round
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| I went to every party in town and bought her a round
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| And now she get lose with it
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| Her heads purple and green but she looks cute with it
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| And I ain’t mad at her
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| I let the team take a stab at her
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| I bring her home all alone and then pack her bags for her
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| We can do it all night, right?
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| Wake up and do it all day
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| All we needs a light bright
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| It’s gunna be a slow process
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| One kiss from her lips took the stress up off my chest
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| Riding shot gun, body tight, couldn’t hold it in
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| Had to park and spark it up again
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| And I swear she left her heaven scent in the air
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| All in my clothes, all in my hair
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| (She has my head in her)
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| Y’all know what I’m talking about |