| Sippin somethin on the rocks
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| I got a shorty that makes the bed hop
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| I got plans to spoil you even though you sayin stop
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| I’ma drop that phantom on you baby watch
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| Roberto Cavali and the Denali, am I hot?
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| Malibu Beaches and hydrofoil yachts
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| Baddest Mercedes, Lorenzos, and silver fox
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| I keep it flowin see we goin to the top
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| I’ma get you everything, give a damn how much you tell me stop
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| You want it hotter then we take it 'cross seas
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| Party jumpin is bumpin, tokin somethin in Belize
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| I know you want it sucka free
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| Know you wantin to shine, even though you fightin me
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| Take it easy player
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| Talkin greasy player, know you can feel me player
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| Uhh. |
| you put it down tight
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| Yeah you not havin what you want don’t even sound right
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| Hey lady! |
| I’m gonna hit you with a wine Mercedes
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| Somebody’s gotta work the mouth my baby
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| All you do is rub my back
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| Rub my back! |
| Rub my back! |
| Rub my back! |
| Rub my back!
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| I said MY baby
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| Watch television in the Escalade-y
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| Go shoppin when you want to baby
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| All you do is rub my back
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| Rub my back! |
| Rub my back! |
| Rub my back! |
| Rub my back!
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| Ohh!
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| Lay down for a while pretty, relax a minute
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| I caught a feelin when you represented
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| Gave you that Mercedes, you better get up in it
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| Get off the corner, come to pop some vintage
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| You never seen a player flip your whole life
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| Dip the Caddy on the freeway, hittin the strobe light
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| You got a mean walk at times right?
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| I’m here to shine like, I get your mind right
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| Uhh, Charles Jordan girl if you wanna take a hit
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| Gotta between the lippers this is it
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| Lazy, lay back and count the chips
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| Some call it trickin or ballin, depends on who you wit
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| Him or L baby, so who you gonna pick
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| Mack motor, I told ya, I want ya livin rich
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| You don’t know about a brother
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| Blow around a brother, money flow around a brother
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| Don’t trip I know you like the rocks
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| Wanna dip 'round the corner in the drop
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| Music bumpin you frontin although you say you’re not
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| You got your eyes on the watch
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| You love the Pasha, the, the Cartier is hot
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| Baby you need somethin, shop
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| You got me trippin and goin bananas, baby stop
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| I caught a mean one, you never seen one
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| She like cream, how brothers gonna front on me?
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| Spoilin somethin the average homey never see
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| I mean it’s only some money, nuttin to me
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| But yet and still you question me
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| I got it that’s if you want it or I’ma set you free
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| Got 'em in line they beggin me
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| Baby regardless your body is killin me
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| Girl I’m lovin your anatomy
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| Your personality, so whatcha want from me? |