| You seem like a type
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| That wanna do a couple things
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| When I look in your eyes
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| I can tell you ready to swing
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| Slow down baby
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| I’m waitin more than a fling
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| And I’m up on the game
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| That you own G-screen
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| Damn it’s like that
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| Cryin logical attacks
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| Your talkin really breezy
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| Easy that’s crap
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| You need to fall back
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| What you sayin I’m a wreck
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| Teairra ain’t a trick
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| I ain’t with all that
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| Now, see you talkin real ball
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| Your vibes is real cold
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| You better smarten up Slide in the rolls
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| I’m not the next chick
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| You can hit the exit
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| Everything you sayin
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| It’s just what I expected
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| Parts are projected
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| Many more are you collected
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| Life is a movie
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| I’m just tryna direct
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| You know like I know
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| You do wanna stay connected
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| Hit you to the rules of the game
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| Shorty check it Chain on my neck
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| Preserve the sexy
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| The 0's in the check
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| Preserve the sexy
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| Crib and the whips
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| Preserve the sexy
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| Cash, the chips
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| Preserve the sexy
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| The honey on my arm
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| Preserve the sexy
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| The ice and the charm
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| Preserve the sexy
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| Teairra Mari
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| Preserve the sexy
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| Your man L on this beat
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| Preserve the sexy
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| You really should let me Keep you in this epy
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| Straight E-bees, H-bendels, Chanell
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| This is L You doin a lot of frontin
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| But that ain’t hard to tell
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| You tryna flip me Naw B That’s T Aha, we’ll see
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| Spend a little time with me By the time I make a move
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| You’ll be sayin finally
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| Ain’t no moves to be made
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| Too many games get played
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| Too many chickens get layed
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| And watch their record say she’s tained
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| Where you from
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| Detroit
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| What that mean
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| I’mma point
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| Relax, we talkin
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| Don’t get your draws out of joint
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| I wanna see you smile
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| Elevate your life style
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| Cop a yacht
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| Hit the south the French
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| Not a chance
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| Keep your little advance
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| This one’s on me In the chef’s a boar
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| You can eat for free
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| Slow down sweetie
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| My waist is 24
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| I’m far from greedy
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| You gonna love it believe me Back sippin Venome S Spillin it all my leanin
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| My baby’s smooth leather
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| It’softer than most women
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| Everything is crist
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| From my cuff to the trimmin
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| Words can’t describe
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| All the gummers that I’ve been in
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| I’ve been half caught in yes
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| Which whips every day
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| My lil jack Russell
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| Knows how to hustle
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| I stay with canary’s on Platinum on every song
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| Hate it or love it Them respect how I does it Well I’m not them
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| That’s how I got gems
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| Cost a quarter million Dollars
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| For Don? |
| rims
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| Understand me Slim
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| That’s how the game begin
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| If he was me, then he do the same to him
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| But L’s the real deal
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| So tell me how you feel
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| Tell me one of your secrets
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| I keep my lips sealed
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| That’s for me to know
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| And you to find out
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| Long as we both now
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| What we talkin bout
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| What you wanna do Preserve the sexy |