| I got me a K in this place
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| Baby, don’t play in this place
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| You can call me ace in this place
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| Ten thousand dollar vase in his face
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| Bring them racks out the safe
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| Go to church like Mase
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| Put a mask on my face
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| Beat the case in my case any day
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| Fuck a nigga bitch, that’s all
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| Grabbin' on my dick, that’s all
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| Stuntin' with my bitch, that’s all
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| Grindin' with my clique, that’s all
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| My cup gotta be muddy, that’s all
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| She tell me that she love me, that’s all
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| I wanna clean it with Lysol (Fresh)
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| She fuckin' all my buddies, that’s all
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| She fuckin' all my buddies
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| I might love fuckin' it, but I just cannot love it
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| I might catch a nigga bitch and fuck her right on Gresham
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| Bitch, I am a monster, I know I am a lil' ugly
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| I might pull up with all of my jewelry on like Busta
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| Got a unique body, my clothes, get 'em from Russia
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| I might pull up and pimp that bitch just like a sucka
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| I don’t give a fuck about these lil' shrimps, I got my mustard, ketchup, nigga
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| Nigga loaded pimpin', pimp tight, game right
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| I might eat it, I might beat it like Mike Ikes
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| Treat that pussy Tempur-Pedic, and call it a night
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| She compliment on my fly, and I ain’t talking no flight
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| And therefore I love her
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| She make a nigga shine without using butter
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| My partner in crime, she won’t tell like her mother
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| We don’t want no one other, we got one another
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| She know I got her, we got each other
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| She know I’ma grip her weave when I fuck her
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| She know I’ma go over C’s like a Blood
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| Hey baby my name Jeff and Mudd
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| I got me a K in this place
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| Baby, don’t play in this place
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| You can call me ace in this place
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| Ten thousand dollar vase in his face
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| Bring them racks out the safe in this place
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| Go to church like Mase any day
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| Put a mask on my face any day
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| Beat the case in my case any day
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| Fuck a nigga bitch, that’s all
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| Grabbin' on my dick, that’s all
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| Stuntin' with my bitch, that’s all
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| Grindin' with my clique, that’s all
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| My cup gotta be muddy, that’s all
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| She tell me that she love me, that’s all
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| I wanna clean it with Lysol (Fresh)
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| She fuckin' all my buddies, that’s all
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| I wanna hit that middle like a mullet
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| I can see straight through you like a bullet
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| Shawty want my closet like a hood
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| Fuck all of my fellas, no good
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| Bitch I am a tiger, no wood
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| I done see more holes than Tiger Woods
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| When she with me she just do it
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| She can’t fit into these jeans don’t do it
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| She remember me
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| She remember everything about me
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| She remember me
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| She remember, she remember everything
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| She remember me
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| She remember me
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| She do it, she do, she do
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| She remember I’m a young nigga
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| Every time she sees those racks she wants a son, nigga
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| She know I’m in her mouth just like some gum, nigga
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| I might give her my all, then some, nigga
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| I’m strapped, my fingers itching, check my palms, nigga
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| My girl gon' relax, and dressed in Toms, nigga
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| I got Lil' Bobby say I am a tall nigga
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| You know my cup is pink, like bubblegum, nigga
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| Easter pink, pussy wetter than a sink
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| I’ll get down on my knees
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| If I can’t have you you’re deceased
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| That means I couldn’t be
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| Baby, I can’t see, curiosity
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| In love with the opposite of me
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| Do you dig it?
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| Fuck a nigga bitch, that’s all
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| Grabbin' on my dick, that’s all
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| Stuntin' with my bitch, that’s all
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| Grindin' with my clique, that’s all
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| My cup gotta be muddy, that’s all
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| She tell me that she love me, that’s all
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| I wanna clean it with Lysol (Fresh)
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| She fuckin' all my buddies, that’s all |