| I need a dime like J-Lo, Vivica Fox
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| Put ice in her life, and some nice invisible rocks
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| Kyleon, the type that never like trashy chicks
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| No strippers just Moet sippers, classy chicks
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| The kind, that I can’t let walk pass me chick
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| Do anything for her, as long as she ask me chick
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| Like flashy shit, DG Prada and Gucci clothes
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| And Victoria Secret silk panties, covers and ooh she knows
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| She never hang with movie hoes, dig dealers and X popping
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| She’s not a bopper, that say she hop out of Lex droppers
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| She my sex doctor, good love she go hard in bed
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| Go down below my waist with her lips, and harden my head
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| I call her the warden in bed, she keep me on lock
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| Not only her, it’s my game she keep me on top
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| A bad broad, she just might keep me on bops
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| But she love for daddy to hustle, that’s why she keep me on blocks
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| That’s why I love her mayn, uh
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| I need a dime broad, top of the line broad
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| A fine broad, fuck up a nigga mind broad
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| (I need a classy chick, mean a sassy chick
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| And when it’s time to get freaky, she a nasty chick)
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| I need a play girl, down around the way girl
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| More than okay girl, help me get my pay girl
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| (I need a gangsta bitch, not a wanksta bitch
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| That’s down to ride, but never in some gangsta shit)
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| I need some’ing classy in the streets, but stone freak in the sheets
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| Caramel color, letter under six feet
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| Stand tall like a model, shaped like a Coke bottle
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| Smile, will make the hardest thug heart feel hollow
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| When she pass boys follow, trying to get at my chick
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| Richie Rich himself, couldn’t get in my bitch
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| She not impressed by cash, boo got her own stash
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| Boo got her own house, bought her own S Class
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| Independent lady, still up for the babies
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| Could be the house wife or the Boss type, it’s crazy
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| My boo go to church, three days a week
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| My boo put God first, everyday she see
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| She never dug, hanging out in the club
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| By ten she tucked in, waiting on Thug
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| Never hating on Thug, or what Thug do
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| Cause Thug would be a fool, if Thug don’t stay tru to my boo
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| Even though it ain’t Hova, breathe easy baby
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| It’s the realest of the real, see-Weezie baby
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| You’s a fake trick, if you tease me baby
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| Only like modeling chicks, that’s sleezy baby
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| Now um come closer, squeeze me baby
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| Get all that you can get, just release me baby
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| See I never cry to hoes, I just talk fly to hoes
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| Usually lie to hoes, bout buying 'em Prada clothes
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| If I do soon as they trip, they strip up out of those
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| Back to the sto' refund time, cause that’s just how it goes
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| Now you know, I fuck 'em and leave 'em duck 'em and weave em
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| Listen to they sad stories, never fucking believe em
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| She got me sprung, waking up in the evening
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| Cause the night was incredible, sex was great she’s unforgettable
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| The thought of her is endless, I just can’t let it go
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| Therefor she’s earned the position, to be that one I will settle fo' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Need A... (feat. Killa Kyleon & Chris Ward) , by - Slim Thug. Song from the album Boyz-N-Blue, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп