| Maybe its the glitter on her breast
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| Or the gloss on her lips?
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| Hickeys on the chest
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| Or the toss of the hips?
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| I’m lost in the mix
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| So I floss in the (sea) Turning out the hits
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| So I’m exhausted as shit
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| Now baby it’s the mo' paper, dough chaser
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| Now get it right, would ya heartbreaker?
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| I keep it tight but I’m no faker
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| You can laugh now but you’ll cry later
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| I think I like you in ya freak clothes
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| Freak thongs at my specialized peep shows
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| And then I’ll make ya touch your knees to your elbows
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| Toes curl from Beat Street to Melrose, the whole world
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| It’s cool
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| Cause See I like it when we smoked out, choked out
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| Who’s a freak bitch? |
| (No doubt)
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| You kind of got me like a fiend
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| When you call out
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| Now get your boys for my girls
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| We can roll out
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| Roll, roll out
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| I got myself a lover
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| Who loves what I like
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| When he invites me over
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| I come every time
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| And when my sugar daddy
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| Takes me for a ride
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| Whatever way we going next
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| to leave on time
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| He’s all mine
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| And his loving makes me high
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| Like a taste of ecstasy
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| All I need is him to be my loverboy
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| Come on and love me
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| Give me more
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| Touch me and touch me
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| I enjoy the way you rock me all night
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| Long (Baby all night long)
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| Loverboy
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| Come on and take me
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| Only you know how to make me
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| Shudder with anticipation
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| All night long]
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| I got myself a lover
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| And he’s so sublime
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| It’s quite a bit of heaven
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| To feel him inside
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| Cause when my sugar daddy
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| Takes me for a ride
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| Whatever way we going next to
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| leave it on time
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| I get weak
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| When his candys taste so sweet
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| He caressed my whole body
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| All I need is him to be my loverboy
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| Come on, yeah, uh
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| Poor little, kind of innocent
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| A vision of love
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| You adore me, even though my image is thug
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| What I see in you is for my eyes only to see
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| I bring out the freak in you
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| Up and down on me
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| I’m your lovergirl
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| Me your loverboy
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| But when we home alone
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| We become touch toys, making noise
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| Can’t avoid
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| The way I throw that, cat
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| Pop back, drop
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| Stop, watch, Brat-tat
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| Get ya more rock, harder
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| All of the things that you wanna do to me
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| You oughtta
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| We can get obscene
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| My parina and your ding-a-ling
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| Mingle bother me not
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| When the sensation come out
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| Well come over, I’ll make you scream
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| Uh huh uh huh baby
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| Feel me, when I pump, pu-pump lady
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| Behind me we can be close like family
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| You’re so sweet you taste like all types of candy
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| From Starburst to jellybeans
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| Banana split my dairy queen
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| Butterfinger my tangerines
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| Chickens only taste my
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| Loverboy in they dreams
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| Yeah all my ladies
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| Let me hear you scream
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| Hate on me as much as you want to
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| You can’t do what the f*ck I do
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| Bitches be emulating me daily
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| Hate on me as much as you want to
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| You can’t be who the f*ck I be
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| B*tches be imitating me lately
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| Hate on me as much as you want to
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| You can’t do what the f*ck I do
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| Bitches be emulating me daily
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| Hate on me as much as you want to
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| You can’t be who the f*ck I be
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| B*tches be imitating me lately |