| Listen up, Maggie, You fix 'em up, Maggie
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| Yo, that see-through dress is lookin' tough Maggie
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| Turn around now let me zip you up, yup, I do that gladly
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| Aw-shucks feel like a Glad baggie
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| Ziploc me and my shit rock steady
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| My chick rock heavy, hit off with all races
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| My baby meltin' pot ready I could smell a hot cherry
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| I swear my lady could cook, she puttin' weight on me
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| Speed up the pace on me even though she flake on me
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| She played a part in a movie, in Scarface with Tony
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| Sometimes I leave her breathing in a odd place and lonely
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| We make up for break ups on a hard place she on me
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| She be a Heart-breaker leavin' 'em with sniffle nose
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| Heart skip for sittin' froze like they ain’t know her kiss was cold
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| Give ya' tongue freeze, Colombian seed breed
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| How farmers thought a those Colombian’s leaves with speed
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| Oh Maggie, you break code, Maggie
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| Too bad, you left em' on skid row, Maggie
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| They jonesin' bad, they love the way you give a blow, Maggie
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| Lips so tacky
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| Let they wig grow shaggy
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| The kid’s nose scabby
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| They hit the lows gradually
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| My chicks so flashy
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| Skin with awesome glitter
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| She bring in auction figures
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| She had a Porsche delivered
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| I get her cross the river
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| Kid, there’s a fortune wit' her
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| Coarse and bitter, real raw attitude
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| She travels seashores and lines of latitude
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| Minds get ravished through, show you what a habit do
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| Good sense of humor they love it when she crack up
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| Complexion on the picture perfect, not a scratch or cut
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| A curse in her touch, you’re whole life could collapse and destruct
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| What we got between us is passionate love
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| She like it in front of mirrors, I’m smashin' it up
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| We most wanted, Maggie, they man-huntin' us, baby
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| We got police all on the interstate, goin' crazy
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| Coast guard goin' hard, border patrol and Navy
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| This true romance, they acting like you stole a baby
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| You looking so eighties
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| Mommy is so fly, we both ride like Barney and Clyde
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| Don’t cry, just fly, they gonna lay us next to Bonnie and Clyde
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| I swear, we ain’t never going inside
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| One thing they can’t take is our pride
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| Can’t dodge fate, we at large babe, for God’s sake
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| See the heart shape that her eye be in
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| Just car chase and heartbreakin'
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| Spot for stings, it was squads of Jake
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| Just put a large scrape on your thigh
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| But hold your head up high, you startin' to sweat inside
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| I can’t stand seeing my redhead die
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| They got a barricade coming up on exit five
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| My other half, my best-est side, my precious pie
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| Rest your eyes the pressures high |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maggie , by - Kool G Rap. Song from the album Riches, Royalty & Respect, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп