| No problem, no problem
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Baby girl, there’s somethin' about the way you talk
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| Baby, come whine for me
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| I mash her up so much that you never gon' walk
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| So don’t take your time on me
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| See the way you lyin' to me for
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| She say that her body never told
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| She knows that I stuck and I’m really gonna blow
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| A nigga really gonna blow
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| She said there’s nothin' she won’t do for me
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| She there for me
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| She’s a rude girl, wanna go to my telly
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| I’m still a rude boy so she’s usually mad at me
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| We gettin' love from these groupies, I know
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| You’re the only one
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| You’re the only one
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| You’re the only one
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| See when it all goes down and the bitches go out
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| Roll it with my bro, they gon' say no
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| I know that you colder than me
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| Know that you colder than me
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| See that body on, see that body don’t sleep
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| Always on my mind, what you do to me?
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| Baby, put your body over me
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| And make me scream
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| Call me baby all night
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| Mash up the ting, me no eatin' a shy guy
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| Wet the ting, oh I
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| Wrap on, wrap off, me no eatin' a dry guy
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| Them gyal want you
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| But them gon' be a number 2
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| He said there’s nothin' he won’t do for me
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| He’s there for me
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| 24/7, he want me
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| He want me
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| He said your the girl I wanna show to my family
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| Even though you’re older, I know you gon' handle me
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| We gettin' love from these groupies, I know
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| You’re the only one
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| You’re the only one
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| You’re the only one
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| She said that she got tips on you
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| And she be hangin' with the crew
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| She’s talkin' shit
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| Yeah, I seen her on the dance with the gang
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| But she was just another gyal in the room
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| 'Cause now I got my eyes on you
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| So you couldn’t never take me for fool
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| You see right now
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| Never let a dancer no push up on me
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| She won’t never tell the truth
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| Pull up in a automobile with black wheels
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| Red on my feet like somebody blood spilled
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| My swag dangerous, my swag kills
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| They can’t hang with us, they ain’t real
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| Me, I’m the ting, with them all
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| Get them all dead, up mashed them in the casket
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| Me know plenty pussy, but they never understand them
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| Them never ready when the Don want them
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| Blue light murder, kill everythin'
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| Fight man is 41, man do me ting
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| Poppa I say lift, plenty I’ll with the finest
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| 1−2, me know they gon' like this
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| They envy us, they envy us
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| When they see us
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| Them gyal want you
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| Them gyal want you
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| Them gyal want you
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| Them gyal want you |