| Who am I, to doing mine*
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| Give me the chance I’m a Letcha go,
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| I wanna be more than just sexual,
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| But they are ready every time,
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| I’m so gone (gone-on-on), so gone
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| And you gone forever now.
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| Young Mula Baby,
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| 'I'm a blood I’m a thug I’m a g'
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| In a different world outerspace with a freak,
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| But that don’t mean neptune on the beat,
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| 'Cause a nigga called the devil from black wall street'
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| Weezy F baby from young money baby,
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| Like the easter bunny baby wanted my candy,
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| So I gave her my lollipop then she made her body pop,
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| Then that made me kinda hot,
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| I’m lying that made me sauna hot,
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| But please 'stop sweatin me', women scream «get in me»,
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| And what do I do I get in it, I put on my boot and I step in it,
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| Right left in em mr eterceden,
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| Head it all the time, and they suck on you like the head on my mind
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| 'Read on a line I’m just little young carter'
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| And yeah I hear you screaming but my name ain’t harder!
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| Girl I’m nasty 'I do my thang and have you calling for me like last week'
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| Who am I, to doing mine,
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| Give me the chance I’m a Letcha go,
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| I wanna be more than just sexual,
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| But they are ready every time,
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| I’m so gone (gone-on-on), so gone
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| And you gone forever now.
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| I’m a flirt man I really don’t care,
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| I tell the women whatever they wanna hear,
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| Mammy I’m balling I’m so sincere,
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| Is that your home girl sitting right there,
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| She can be my monday,
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| You can be my tuesday,
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| After shorty done I can squeeze ya’ll in two days,
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| Three is not a crowd I don’t care what you say,
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| My women come in twos like shoes with a cute face!
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| My girl gotta girlfriend, her girl gotta girlfriend,
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| Bring her to the crib I’m a show you how run it through,
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| Little man in the boat her come the serpeants,
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| Slide your body down the pole and let me see you twerk it,
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| I’m with my thursday junk she a real freak,
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| A hundred grand fitting right up in her butt cheek,
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| Mrs friday go weezy cause shes just running,
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| But saturday be having mr devil so struggling
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| Who am I, to doing mine,
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| Give me the chance I’m a Letcha go,
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| I wanna be more than just sexual,
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| But they are ready every time,
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| I’m so gone (gone-on-on), so gone
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| And you gone forever now. |