| Slow it down baby, wipe that sweat
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| Turn around baby, wipe that sweat
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| Do it now baby, wipe that sweat
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| Bring it down, let me see how hype that get
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| Is it the way that I can find a way to be up in here sweatin' with you
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| Gettin' and pettin' and if you lettin' then I’m steppin' with you
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| OK, now that we got past the issue of askin' for ass
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| And if you down with what I’m countin' on then I’m runnin' with you
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| I see you persperatin' and perspririn
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| The way that you shakin' look like you’ll never be retirin
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| And better bring it back, better bring it back
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| And if you packin' a spectacular cunt up in the front
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| Let me see the back of ya
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| Well let me flirt with ya, wanna observe ya curves
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| Tryin' to do dirt with ya, with no one observin'
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| And you look marvelous, the dogs is hungry girl you starvin' us
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| I love the way you wigglin' it for all of us
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| I need my ass with her, with the cash, slip out the
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| Pocket of my trousers, I can’t smash without ya
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| Put some wait on it and put it in reverse baby doll
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| Drop it to the floor and bring it up and pause
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| Sweat your weave out!
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| Slow it down baby, wipe that sweat
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| Turn around baby, wipe that sweat
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| Do it now baby, wipe that sweat
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| Bring it down, let me see how hype that get
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| And I’m turnin' up the thermostat
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| Every beezy in the telly knows there ain’t no turnin' back
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| I’m a nasty ass nigga with a rubber
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| And Y’all know good and damn well I don’t love her
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| Heah, I play the part like Danny Glover
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| On top of the covers, come on and mop a brother
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| Turn around and now wipe that sweat
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| If you ain’t got enough cash girl write that check
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| Bitch please I gets cheese on Hennesey and kush
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| I’m a playa to the fullest degree
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| A lap dance in this bitch, don’t worry 'bout me please
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| Do it now, juicy it out baby
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| You’re sweatin' for a reason quit usin' my towel lady
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| I’m just playin' girl go on and get it
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| Messin' with this boy I got a towel full of pigs
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| Slow it down baby, wipe that sweat
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| Turn around baby, wipe that sweat
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| Do it now baby, wipe that sweat
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| Bring it down, let me see how hype that get
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| Oh Lord look who just entered into the building
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| Lookin' for grown ass from the bitches up in here livin'
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| I’m managamous, Hagen Daiz, off in some bootytition
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| Lookin' whop ba ba loo ba ba wobble so bootylicious
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| It’s the Kansas City Chief and I’m flamed up like a lantern
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| Damn look at the chain on us man, it’s people damagin
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| I’m Mick Jag' swaggin', I’m big cat status
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| They never knew that one brother could live that lavish
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| But back to the story this orderly was your booty galoraly
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| Shakin' up all over the floor I’m thinkin' it’s bout to break off
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| I know you feelin' it, pardon me, pumpin' through your Valore
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| And we need a spot to do more when I order and take off
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| I’m a freaky if you freaky too
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| We can get naked and play peek-a-boo, you like that shit?
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| She said well baby, if you man enough to handle this peezy
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| You gon' need a squeegee to wipe that sweat
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| Slow it down baby, wipe that sweat
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| Turn around baby, wipe that sweat
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| Do it now baby, wipe that sweat
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| Bring it down, let me see how hype that get |