| yeah
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| (it don’t stop)
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| yeah
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| check it out
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| (it don’t stop)
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| come on we love to flirt
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| to chase the skirts
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| get to know who we are
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| girls in the park
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| cuz when we in the club
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| we keep it extra hot
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| they love the whips the chicks
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| the neighborhood superstars
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| boys on the block
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| thugs in the hood we don’t never stop
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| never stop
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| i go where the masses go we all act natural
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| think rational
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| those ____ some blow (?)
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| cats have to know
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| master your craft
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| stash your dough
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| stay on the low
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| but never be the last to know
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| the next level or plateau be international
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| the grass’ll grow
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| you know
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| cash’ll flow
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| ask a pro
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| do the math
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| get it fast or slow
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| your girl’s passin gold like a fashion show
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| the sun’ll shine
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| make it feel like the summertime
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| shorty’s runnin’blind
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| lookin like they just done a crime
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| click’s want they pockets thick
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| cop a ___
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| proper chick
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| street scholarships
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| politic your dollars quick (?)
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| ____ we __
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| cuz we was the first in the pack
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| they say «herb's a trap»
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| now it’s worse than that
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| so i observe the __
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| let my words attack
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| until it ___ the rap
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| until the earth collapsed
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| you know it seem like life’s just begun
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| my lust is young
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| i wanna find me a lovely hon
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| crush me one
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| bust a _
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| mouth to mouth resuscitation
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| let her hug
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| and when i’m done
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| tongue touch me 'til i’m numb
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| but first the outcome is income and then some
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| get enough to run and spend some for fun
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| then me and my thugs
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| we come in the club
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| we swung lovely
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| watch how big the buzz be trust me son
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| every ghetto got game in it fame in it we remain in it waitin for the main event
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| like the days on the corner
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| we watch the world go by on the nights that wasn’t right
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| like when a good friend died
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| yo the street’s got a deadly hum
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| like a drug
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| we gotta find a way to fill the neighborhood with love
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| from the park to the block
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| to your favorite spot
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| it don’t stop
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| i spend the prowl (?)
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| i been on since a child
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| it don’t make sense to browse
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| it’s intensive now
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| women in crowds
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| i search for the gem in the ___
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| who stay original
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| even when the friends around
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| since her style
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| always commands a smile
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| and her femme fatale
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| cause men to growl
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| i take precedent of principle (?)
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| then arouse (?)
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| still the treasure is rakim
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| the smooth criminal
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| damn, it’s on keep my hands on this amazon
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| legs for marathons
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| voice like sarah vaughan
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| precise, alright
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| i like when her ___ entice
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| with a spice of life
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| flow times twice as nice
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| and when she go shop
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| the show stop
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| shock the whole block
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| she so hot
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| i clothes shop
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| put it on lock
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| body that won’t drop
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| bounce like hip-hop
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| it don’t stop |