| I should be less creepy and less easy sounding
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| Please could you freeze me up zero degrees, freak me
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| Even though I’m greasier than pizza
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| More tweezers I need, Jesus, my teeth they just need bleaching
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| I’ll be sweet to you, always free, I can leave with you
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| Birds and bees are a mystery, teach me?
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| With books thicker than Tolstoy, descriptive
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| And most boys would liquor me up, poison trickery
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| But I predict that you’re gonna see me and split
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| 'Cause you’re dirty Sprite, hi I’m Kitty, your gold teeth are the shit
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| And I’m Mary Jane and you’re Petey, in the street, I’ll invert you
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| So greet me with kisses, iconic and sweet
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| We aren’t even acquainted but I’m gonna wait and listen
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| I really want you to want me, I really wanna take off with you
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| Really want you to want me, 'cause you’re flexing in the trap
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| Every time I hear your voice, I have relapse
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay
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| First off, I don’t love 'em, I bag 'em, I gut 'em
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| And, B, I don’t know where I put 'em
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| Angie Teresa look like Jalisa from BET, she came to see you
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| I’m pleased to pieces but I ain’t see you, no
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| Yeah, you see me at the party, I see you at the party
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| You said, you don’t like to talk at the party
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| Like I’m a fireball at a party, c’mon
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| I can sit and smoke a ciga-cigar-gar from Cuba-Cuba-ba
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| This shit ain’t a Mai Tai, it’s Dirty Sprite, show you right
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| Sure you really really really really say you wanna be my lover?
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| Say you wanna go home and watch cartoons?
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| Yeah, me too, but not with you
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| Ride around town like a mobster do
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| High off weed and lots of booze
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| Meat in her tail like a lobster do
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| And she Dominican too, so I ain’t fucking with you
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| Listen, mami, you really want me to want you?
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| Then don’t want me, I got you
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| You really want me to want you?
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| Turn into a pack of bogeys
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| It’s cool you thought you could know me but…
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| Nah
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay shawty, let me holler at you
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| Ay |