| If it pours when you rain, can you pour on me?
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| Can I sip a little slower, can you moan on beat?
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| Couple questions I got, picturing you feet like (How?)
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| Same kicks but them shits don’t stink like
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| You wear them everyday, them Converse pinks (Heh)
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| And you got them tights on that can make your pink stand out
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| No doubt, I’ma dive right in
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| Give me a minute
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| I need the right timing
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| You know it’s real when she says, «Timeout»
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| Hear them sounds coming down as the air climbs out
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| First round, kinda quick, first course of the meal
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| You know, going kinda slow, tryin' to find your feel
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| Stick around, be the entree, shaking it real
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| You need a rap cause it’s a wrap, I just fucked that deal
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| You made with Tammy when she did your hair late last week
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| Now we sweat up on the pillow in these two tone sheets
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| I mean, I got some questions, you know what it be
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| How you smell so good? |
| Why you running these streets?
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| How’s your smile so righteous, the prettiest teeth?
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| Why you taste like a five star bon appetite?
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| I mean, I got some questions, you know what it is |
| How you stay on point while you handling beers?
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| How you look so fine with no makeup on?
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| Yeah, these questions could make this song
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| She was tatted on the back
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| And it blew my mind
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| Usually I wouldn’t waste no time, but
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| She was tatted on the back
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| It was so defined
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| Used my fingers to trace them lines
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| She was tatted on the back
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| Yeah, I love that shit
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| Inked up, she was so damn fine
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| She was tatted on the back
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| Yeah, she was tatted on the back
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| Oh me, oh my, oh you won’t tap
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| So fast, so slow, so we don’t stop
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| Your ass could pass as a perfect ten
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| It ain’t all about the booty, you the perfect blend
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| Tell me, how you make your morning breathe stink so good?
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| Like, that beach melon that the toothpaste should
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| Like, you got them eyes that can brighten the hood
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| So every single minute I be feeling I could
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| When I’m next to you the snooze button stay on repeat
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| That’s like five more minutes, we can kiss in our sleep
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| That’s like five more minutes, we can wrinkle the sheets
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| That’s like five more minutes, I can play with your cheeks |
| How your skin so smooth baby, I gotta know
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| How you working three jobs and still go to the store
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| Buying groceries and numerous things you like to get
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| Meanwhile, what a style to flow, so keep it fresh
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| You don’t play no games, you ain’t about it
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| Messing with the same old lames who ain’t grounded
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| You prepared to make that change if they ain’t clowning
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| I could be the man you need, I’m well rounded
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| You don’t wanna play no games, you ain’t about it
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| Messing with the same old lames who ain’t grounded
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| You prepared to make that change if they clowning
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| I could be the man you need, let’s do it right
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| I mean, I got some questions, you know what it be
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| How you smell so good? |
| Why you running these streets?
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| How’s your smile so righteous, the prettiest teeth?
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| Why you taste like a five star bon appetite?
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| I mean, I got some questions, you know what it is
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| How you stay on point while you handling beers?
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| How you look so fine with no makeup on?
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| Yeah, these questions could make this song
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| She was tatted on the back |
| She was tatted on the back
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| She was tatted on the back
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| She was tatted on the back
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| She was tatted on the back |