| They say you look with your eyes, touch with your hands
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| I might be wrong but I’m not blind, and I know what I like
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| Something tells me I’m not the only guy
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| I’m ain’t really tryin ta f*ck you miss is just the
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| Tiff’s got them lips and I love the tits
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| And the jeans hug her hips as if nothing fits, the custom is
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| You can look but never touch the chick
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| If you were really my best friend then we’d still be brothers
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| I’d never do you so dirty we’d have to kill each other
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| You know I’d never cross the line, and try ta steal ya lover
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| From the covers like what yours is mine
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| They say the day you stop looking you stop living
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| Its like I owe the life I got cooking to hot women
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| If God put em here it’s got to be plot driven
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| To keep us watching em cause we need it like oxygen
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| And I’m not even shop lifting, I’m browsing at your spouse
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| In that blouse man that chick is arousing
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| I even gotta stick to the couch when she’s jiggling around
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| Because my brown friend is pitching a clown tent
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| There she goes she’s my best friends girl
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| I can swear she don’t sweat this repressed man’s world
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| She’s got a natural beauty and sex appeal
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| But when I get to steal a peek it’s like you threw a
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| Protective shield
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| You shouldn’t let me feel guilty or too ashamed
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| The truth can get concealed in all of these stupid games
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| You’re wondering who to blame, pointing at Lou again
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| Never bothered to view the plain fact that you’d do the same
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| Staring at my cutie’s frame you like to see
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| My newest flame bending over in her tightest jeans
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| I see no difference in the lives we lead
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| So let’s just say I’ll keep my distance
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| You just keep on looking right for me
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| Sister is heat like a .45 with chrome finish
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| I’m here kissing her cheek like I don’t know my own business
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| I wish it were me stripped in the sheets with Jessie’s girl
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| There’s other fish in the sea if I could keep this net untwirled
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| But sexy curls can really ruin your judgement
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| Who put a grudge in between you and your husband
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| With all my foolish assumptions and testing the bounds
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| My best friend got the impression we were messing around
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| Now I’m left with a frown like some desolate clown
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| As if you never went down the aisle with her dressed in a gown
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| Or I never caught you staring with regret when you’re found
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| Lost in glaring at my girlfriend’s chest when it bounce
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| Come on, you really think you’re any different than me?
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| Life isn’t complete without those innocent peeps
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| Your wife isn’t a freak she likes it when we see
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| She’s quite pretty indeed in nicely fitted jeans, I mean
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| It just seems you aren’t made with common sense
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| I didn’t dis you queen to her it’s great for confidence
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| You shouldn’t grit your teeth, curse and say I’m not your friend
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| Cause I’ll never quit your team, just learn to take a compliment brotha
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| No hard feelings, my broke hearts healing
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| Come on, you always said that we could trust each other
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| The way we’re fighting now we really must be brothers
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| We’re both caught stealing, she’s so appealing
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| This chick would really have to be one sweet lover
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| That we’d actually punch eachother
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| And now we can’t…
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| Go to the beach or the swimming pool
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| No cutting in to dance, close to the beat
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| We got different rules
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| You’re watching me as thought I’d cheat which isn’t cool
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| And I’m feeling like two kids in school
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| Come on, let’s put the fire out
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| Cause we need a time out
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| Too bad for me, women weren’t made to share |