| Yeah
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| This is raw, nigga
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| Mila J, Omarion
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| This is smooth (let it go)
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| I come from the land down under
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| Blaze up
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| It’s Mila, the girl wonder
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| Back with it
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| Get it cracked
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| Just like thunder
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| 'Cuz the flow will vibrate the tundra
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| And my glow will radiate the summer
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| Bang this in yo' Coups, Lex and Hummers
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| Move to the rhythm
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| Like I’m an old drummer
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| Niggas swarm the dance floor
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| Like piranhas
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| 'Cause I’m keeping it hot like Tijuana
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| But I’m hood as Shaniqua and Kiana
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| Sexy as Aaliyah or Madonna
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| Donna Karan
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| Bitches starin'
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| But I ain’t carin'
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| They know she will kill a song
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| Ever seen a girl in a chinchilla thong?
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| Have your eyes
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| Deep fried like won ton?
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| Can hate if you wanna
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| Just throw up the one, oh
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| Back in the club
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| Once again
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| It’s me
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| This ain’t your average chick
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| It’s me
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| Go head
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| Work your body
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| And let me show you
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| How to party, girl
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| Back in the house
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| Once again
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| It’s me
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| (Smirnoff)
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| Over long island ice tea
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| Go head
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| Work your body
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| And let me show you
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| How to party
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| Let it go
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| That’s whussup, y’all
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| The party has just begun
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| All the fellas throw your cash out
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| But you can keep the ones
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| Bad little mama
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| Slick with the grammar
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| Bionic like dun, na, nun, na, nun, na, nun, ah
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| Dookie rope chain
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| In the pink leather bomber
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| Niggas can’t see me
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| Haters tryna find me like Osama
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| Rock like nirvana (Mila, Mila)
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| Chicks love throwin'
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| They hips to my heater
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| Anywhere I sit
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| I’m gon kick my feet up
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| Re-up
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| Flow
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| Get slow
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| Watch me speed up
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| You know I can make 'em
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| Into every single synonym
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| Sweet as cinnamon
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| Got 'em as soon as I put my venom in
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| Got his toes curlin' and rippin' out of his Timberlands
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| I ain’t even give him my booty
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| Look what I did to him (damn)
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| Now, he trippin'
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| Give him some Ritalin
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| Mila J
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| Black, Asian and Indian
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| That’s why the flow
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| Mix up so smoothly
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| Ask Jamba Juice
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| Who really invented smoothies
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| Ooh, wee
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| Let it go
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| Attention, all cars
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| Coups, SUV’s and drops
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| Turn your systems up!
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| It’s time to pack the parking lot
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| So gutta
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| But butter like Parkay
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| M-J getz biz like Markie
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| Zoom-a-zoom-zoom-a-zoom-a-zang
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| I know you love the swagga
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| When I’m doin my thang
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| I know you love the way
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| I pull up in the Range with the audacity
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| To rock like two chains
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| Rings on all five fingers
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| Assault with a deli pepper
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| Like I’m a legend from Queens
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| Knaw mean?
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| Let it go
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| Party people
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| Your dreams has now been fufilled
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| All the ladies
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| Report to the dance floor
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| And spill your drinks
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| Ha ha!
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| Let it go |