| When she talk she so closed minded
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| All she want to do is shop she so clothes minded
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| Wanna cop the latest 'fore them other hoes find it
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| Material girl yet somehow I don’t mind it
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| Probably cause she so fine it will blow your mind
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| She black and Pocahontas, laid back and blow that grind
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| Ass so fat wanna tat my logo on it
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| So any other nigga that a tap, will know it’s mine
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| I put in work overtime, let me cut mow the lawn
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| Guarantee I blow your mind
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| She try to play me til she learned I wrote a rhyme
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| That’s that nigga from the Ville that I heard that Hova signed
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| The rap form Lebron, «Oh girl that boy the bomb!
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| No chain around his neck but better watch out for the charm
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| Your not my daughter um, but you can be my baby
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| Summertime, wintertime, anytime we looking for them ladies
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| (Ladies) Yeah, ay with your fat ass booty and your purty ass weave!
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| (Beautiful ladies) Yea, now I ain’t tricking but I got a couple tricks under my
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| sleeves
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| (Ladies) Yea now clap your hands one time if you know you look good
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| (All you ladies) Yea if your from the suburbs of the hood
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| (Beautiful ladies) Yeah aye look
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| She said I got a man, well baby I don’t give a fuck
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| See me I understand, and I ain’t trynna spilt you up!
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| Okay give me your number and later I’m a hit you up
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| If you sleep I get you up, ride over and pick you up
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| If it’s clean I’ll lick you up! |
| Yea do you research
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| I’ll rock that ass to sleep and have you sleeping in my tee shirt
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| Just came home from getting my South Beach on
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| You know I ran the streets like a dog without a leash on
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| She trynna get her freak on, come hop up on this ski jet
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| You scared of that water of you just scared to get your weave wet
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| Barely got your feet wet, guess I know where we headed
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| Trynna see how it back let’s check your reflexes
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| Good Lord, didn’t know what I was in for!
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| You can be my cuddy buddy, baby what are friends for
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| I spend up the tempo them other niggas lazy
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| Can’t fuck with nothing younger than the 80's
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| I’m grown and I’m looking for some ladies
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| Ladies, yeah
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| (Ladies) With your fat ass booty and your purty ass weave!
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| (Beautiful ladies) It ain’t tricking but I got a couple tricks under my sleeves
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| (Ladies) Hey, ay clap your hands one time if you know you look good
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| (All you ladies) Yea look ow if your from the suburbs of the hood
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| (Beautiful ladies) I’m lookin' for some (Ladies)
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| Hey girl, what’s yo name?
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| Oh wow, you look so nice
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| I know you man is satisfied
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| Ay young lady, what’s yo name?
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| Oh wow, I know yo man is pleased
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| All the way down to his knees
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| And what’s yo name?
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| Tell me, I know yo man is worried
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| About where you are tonight, huh
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| Well ladies, all you ladies, all over the world
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| I want you to help me sing this
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| Here we go!
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| Ladies
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| Beautiful ladies
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| Oh! |
| Ladies
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| All you ladies
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| Beautiful ladies |