| Excuse me honey chow, come get at me for a while
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| Has anybody told you, you have a beautiful smile
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| Here’s my number give me the dial, give me a trial
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| I promise I’ll give you a smile, if you give me a call
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| I know I’m not your type, cause I live the thug life
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| You think I sell drugs, cause I got this much ice
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| I rap I ain’t got a album, she like yeah right
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| I saw niggas that went platinum, who cars ain’t that nice
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| I’m like that’s not polite, don’t stereotype
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| I bet I can change your life, if you give me one night
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| I’ll show you another side, of the world
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| We can take trips overseas, if you was my girl
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| Buy you a lot of white ice, so we can both shine bright
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| Trade in your Hundai XL, for a Benz SL
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| I keep you living well, stay stunting
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| Give you everything you like, psych boo you know I’m just fronting
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| I know that I promised you thangs, like money and diamond rings
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| I was just fronting, I was just fronting girl
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| I told you all kind of lies, to get in between those thighs
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| Boo I was just fronting, I was just fronting yeah
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| I seen the way you look, when I was parking the dubs
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| Plus I knew that you was peeping, when I walked in the club
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| Thought that I was fronting, cause I’m walking with thugs
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| So you pass a nigga by, and start talking to scrubs
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| But one thang about me, when I speak to chicks
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| Is to take a broad home, try to freak with chicks
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| Put the mic to her mouth, make her speak to dick
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| And if she got a appetite, she can eat the dick
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| I’m with Slim Thee, he the Boss of the Nawf
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| And this Killa Kyleon, I’m the Boss of the South
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| So go 'head lil' mama, and put this boss in your mouth
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| Work it all around, like dental floss in your mouth
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| You like the toss in the South, menage-tweezies
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| With two chicks, my dick massage the breezies
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| I’m a pimp, it ain’t hard to get broads to please me
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| So go 'head, get my dick real hard and breezy trick |