| I got clean-cut coke for you
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| What the man gotta do to get inside of you?
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| I see you lookin' over here, wishing you was in my conversation
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| Your man lookin' too but I don’t feel intimidated
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| A pocket rocket keep me separated from all the lames
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| You can tell I’m getting money from the pit stains
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| Triple S got your bitch by the whip
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| Fuck around, get split by the lyrics
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| Up the fye, kill them flies (Yuh)
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| Tell no lies on my guys (Yeah)
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| On the rise, tidal wave (Bitch)
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| Billy Mays, Billy Mays (Yuh)
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| Up the fye, kill them flies (Hol' up)
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| Tell no lies on my guys (Hol' up)
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| On the rise, tidal wave (Yuh)
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| Billy Mays, Billy Mays
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| I ain’t Denzel but you know I’m a star
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| Fuck with me, baby, I could take you far
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| I got what you need, I know what you want
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| You don’t gotta talk
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| Competition is missin', I win by default
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| No man like me in this world
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| But I turn to a beast when I’m deep in you, girl
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| Ayy, hold up
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| Yuh, yuh, yuh
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| Up the fye, kill them flies (Yuh)
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| Tell no lies on my guys (Yuh)
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| On the rise, tidal wave (Bitch)
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| Billy Mays, Billy Mays (Yuh)
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| Up the fye, kill them flies (Hol' up)
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| Tell no lies on my guys (Hol' up)
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| On the rise, tidal wave (Yuh)
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| Billy Mays, Billy Mays |