| I met her at the corner store
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| On a hot summer day getting gasoline
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| '93 octane, two bottles of juice
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| Some combos and that new Scratch Magazine
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| Her body so ravishing and a mean walk
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| That would make them old men start babbling
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| Cause them average niggas probably wouldn’t say shit
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| But that nigga 'Te shit slick like Havoline
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| Hello darling, what’s happening? |
| I was admiring
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| Excuse me, what’s your name? |
| Pardon me for inquiring
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| And I don’t mean to sound like an ingrate
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| I ain’t in the game but if so we’d be team mates
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| We started travelling through conversation and
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| She started laughing when I said she looked like Madeline
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| Woods, or maybe Sherry Carter’s daughter
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| Doing them freaky thangs your momma don’t think he oughta
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| I need you
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| I say, we don’t have to take it slow all night
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| Its too late, next to me our fingers intertwine
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| Come on baby, let me take you
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| Somewhere that you never been before
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| You’ll be glad to know
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| Kiss you in the early morning
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| Touchin you very slowly
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| Do the things that turn you on and
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| I need you
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| Baby I know you want it
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| We can go on and on and
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| Don’t make me wait too long and
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| I need you
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| Hold on baby, let me ask you this
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| Never mind because you’re liking it
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| You like the way that we grind to this
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| You turn me on the way you loving it
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| You’re my desire, take me higher
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| Lets stop talking, lets get physical
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| You’ll be glad to know, oooh baby
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| All day waiting, anticipating
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| Two-way messages, she growing impatient
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| In need of some sexual healing on repeat
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| I got the feeling, you feeling me love?
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| Said she running on fumes so I’m filling her up
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| Daddy love me long time, am I killing or what?
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| She into hair pulling, ass slapping
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| Throw her up against the wall
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| Bend over, hit it from the back and
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| Shit, you know I can do that
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| Don’t get it misconstrued cause a nigga is fat
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| You know I’m round all over, get a lil' closer
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| Watch Poobie do the damn thing like he supposed ta
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| Uh, the way she look over her shoulder
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| Got a nigga like me inching closer
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| To that point it’s no turning back
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| Round one with the me, she’s asleep after that |