| When you turn around baby,
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| Ill be watching you,
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| I can see through you,
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| Maybe then youll see,
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| That I aint playing.
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| Im to be taken seriously.
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| You know what Im saying?.
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| And so the story goes.
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| One night when I was shaking,
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| And I definately wasnt faking,
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| I was lost in a trance,
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| Doing my own dance,
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| My girls on my side,
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| Were concentrating on the music playing,
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| And the speakers vibrating,
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| I shut my eyes, and the next thing I knew,
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| All I could smell was leather and brute,
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| Imposing on my groove, standing on my side,
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| And licking your lips, and rocking your thighs,
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| I wanted to die laughing, at your serious,
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| Ive come to save you expression,
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| But I held my breath and said who are you?
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| Baby, my name is drew,
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| Im gonna make you my bitch,
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| Maximum tender,
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| Feminine gender,
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| Come on baby its time to surrender,
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| Im drew,
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| (so what you gonna go)
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| I just want to get into you,
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| Hey bitch dont be so uptight,
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| We can make a date through tonight,
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| And then before hell breaks loose,
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| Ill just turn up the juice.
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| I say:
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| Hey all you people my name is mr smalls,
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| And some of the girls are saying I am the one with the greatest heart,
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| No matter where I go (gimme a break) no matter who I show
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| And Im mr smalls
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| (is that right, wait now),
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| I stomped this joint from top to toe,
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| I found nothing but half pint two bit guys,
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| Acting out the parts, who might have been charming,
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| Some are in a movie being batman and robin,
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| Its not the way you look, cause you aint half bad,
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| Its the way you act that makes me sad,
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| You know you think youre finger licking and thats the problem,
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| Looking rightin the mirror aint gonna solve it,
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| Thats something special deep inside,
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| Called heart and soul might give you style,
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| All that time you sent looking at yourself,
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| Youre so transparent,
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| It makes me sick
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| Baby you said Im vain,
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| But Ive got so much to gain,
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| For instance if I had you,
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| Heres what I would do,
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| Dine you by candlelight,
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| Hold you baby all through the night,
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| And the love that I give to you
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| Will be cooking like your mamas stew
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| I say:
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| Hey all you people,
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| (sorry?)
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| My name is mr. |
| smalls
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| (I didnt hear that!)
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| And some of the girls are saying
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| I am the one with the greatest heart
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| (the greatest what?)
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| Everywhere I go, no matter who show,
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| (dont try me)
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| Im mr. |
| smalls
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| Give me some more
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| I aint impressed,
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| I aint getting undressed just yet,
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| Im saving my personal stash,
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| For a male who can handle me with care,
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| I dont beat around the bush,
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| Cruise a little, wicked and slow,
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| I cant take none of that degenerate stuff,
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| A little discretion can melt me like butter,
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| And Ill give you sweet love,
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| til you cry to your mother,
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| We can wear out the backbone in my couch,
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| You care where I am, what Im about,
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| Im not about to change, more or less,
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| I know whats morally right for me,
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| There are certain conditions you see
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| Hey all you people,
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| My name is mr. |
| smalls,
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| And some of the girls are saying Im the one with the greatest heart,
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| Everywhere I go,
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| No matter who I show,
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| And Im mr. |
| smalls
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| Hey all you people,
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| My name is mr. |
| smalls,
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| And some of the girls are saying Im the one with the greatest heart,
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| Everywhere I go,
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| No matter who I show,
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| And Im mr. |
| smalls
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| (Ive heard everything this is tops)
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| Hey drew why is it you got to treat ladies like they were hanging off a meat
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| hook, thats you problem man?
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| My problem, my problem is you got an attitude!
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| Yeah and you know what you leave us with…
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| What?
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| …feminine itch
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| Ah thats cool! |
| I can dig that, youre a bitch baby!
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| I aint gonna be your bitch!
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| You what?? |
| ?
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| Im finished with you drew!
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| Ah come on baby…
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| Forget it youre tired!
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| If you want to call your mama you can use my car phone!
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| Yeah, your car phone, Ill phone australia… Ill phone panama…
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| Im the phone way down in mississippi
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| Thats cool, Ill pay the rent! |
| next week now baby, we can do this like, brutis…
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| Im going on my own, see you later honey, later, much much much much much much
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| later.
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| Where you from gilly g Birmingham
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| Aaah! |
| well thats all right then
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| Lets be friends, how many of us have them, lets be friends |