| You only a customer
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| When you walkin' in the presence of hust-lers
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| Uhh, I’m laid back in the cinnamon Range
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| Two decades and ain’t a damn thing changed
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| Keep my girl, in strawberry swirls
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| You can taste it, my instict’s basic
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| Lord have mercy, sweet like Hershey
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| Kisses, diamonds for the misses, ices on the wrist-es
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| All different colors of the spectrum
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| The smallest flaw and I reject 'em
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| Believe me I’m a conniseur when I inspect 'em
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| I baguettes them, invisibly sets them
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| They call me big L-ly Wonka from Compton to Yonkers
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| Them Chi-Town steppers and them A-Town stompers
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| These young rookies, fail to understand
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| Every summer I return like the ice cream man
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| Drop what you doin, get-it get-it while you can
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| By the eighth, by the ounce, when it’s gone I’ma bounce
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| It’s the F-L-A-V, no if’s or maybe’s
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| You know what I do, drive your tastebuds crazy
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| Like lemondrops with chocolate kisses
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| Every bite is more delicious
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| My favorite flavor
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| (Mix me and you and we can’t go wrong)
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| Like caramel on vanilla sundae
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| Have a scoop you’ll want some day
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| 'Cause you’re my favorite flavor
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| (C'mon, baby baby c’mon) c’mon
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| My flavor’s unreal
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| Smooth but hard like woodgrain on the wheel
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| Recline your seat baby, enjoy how it feel
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| Why you crossin' your legs, them high heels of eel?
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| Kick off your shoes, run your toes on the dash
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| Now peel off your stockings, c’mon let’s get it poppin'
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| I’m in the mood for cotton, candy and I’m plottin'
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| To see you in somethin' silky and see-through
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| Me too! |
| Man you know how we do
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| Camcorder main feature, damn a preview
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| I love how the bottom on your body’s EQ
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| Low but thick though like the base in a six-fo'
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| So here we go (here we go) we bunny hoppin'
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| I hit the switches baby, you keep it droppin'
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| It feels marvelous, you in charge of this
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| I hope you ain’t heartless but my guard’s down regardless
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| Like lemondrops with chocolate kisses
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| Every bite is more delicious
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| My favorite flavor
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| (Mix me and you and we can’t go wrong)
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| Like caramel on vanilla sundae
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| Have a scoop you’ll want some day
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| 'Cause you’re my favorite flavor
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| (C'mon, baby baby c’mon) c’mon
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| (Uhh) All I wanna do
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| Is eat you up 'cause you look so good
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| (Think I look alright huh?)
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| (I look better on you, what’chu really wanna do?)
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| All I wanna do
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| Is show you boy that I taste good too
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| (I know you taste good ma)
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| (What'chu sayin', want a sprinkle of the hood ha? Ha?)
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| We had it out
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| Now tell your girls the truth when they ask what I’m about
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| The cookies and the cream and the peaches 'n praline
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| Butter pecan themes in your daydreams
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| All real sugar, no sacca-rhine
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| Low calorie, leave no cavities
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| Guaranteed no place you’d rather be
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| Than here with me, mix chocolate in the factory
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| Like lemondrops with chocolate kisses
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| Every bite is more delicious
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| My favorite flavor
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| (Mix me and you and we can’t go wrong)
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| Like caramel on vanilla sundae
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| Have a scoop you’ll want some day
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| 'Cause you’re my favorite flavor
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| (C'mon, baby baby c’mon) c’mon
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| Oh, baby |