| And Uh, this goes out to that special girl
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| You know who you are (love the people)
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| Sing to’em pimpin'
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| Double L-O-Y-D
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| I ain’t gotta think I know they like me
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| And I ain’t even gotta rock a white T
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| Decatur with them gattas is where you’ll find me
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| Rolled down windows clouds around me
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| I’m the type that don’t even need no ID
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| Walk up in the club and change VIP
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| Drinks is on me
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| Best believe so are you when you leave
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| Girl I ain’t really try’n to game ya
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| But I swear that look familar
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| You can find out with these shots of this silver
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| You saying that you already met me
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| Your not a groupie so you don’t wanna sweat me
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| I remember your the girl from Miami (allow me to reintroduce my self)
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| I be that young, fly, flashy
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| If they in the slow lane I’m passin
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| Girl anything that you want just ask me
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| Call me Lloyd, Lloyd, Lloyd
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| I be that young, fly, flashy
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| With that old school swagga with me
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| Girl I need you to get real nasty with me
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| Call me Lloyd, Lloyd, Lloyd |