| It’s ugly, yo
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| This that Scott Storch shit
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| Sticky Sticky Sticky Fingaz
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| Missy Elliott
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| This that jungle shit
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| Why I always see you up in the club?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why niggas be showin you love?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you skate in nothin less than dubs?
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| I can’t call it
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| Yo, what is about you ma?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you always got on somethin tight?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you only come out at the night?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why your clothes always so high priced?
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| I can’t call it
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| Yo, what is about you ma?
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| I can’t call it
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| I got a big flamethrower, big Range Rover
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| And when we come to a party you know the thing over
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| Blaow, shorty seem to just come to us
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| And wit that bangin ass body you know what we be doin
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| Word up, air it out, just give it to us
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| We ain’t takin advantage, they said they wanna do it
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| I gave drunk dick to her
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| You could ask her later what the Remi did to her
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| Like yo, when you hit them back four walls
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| Them back four walls make you collapse on all fours
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| Backslidin and grindin, furniture gon' fall
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| Rough sex in the bed, baby we could brawl
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| Now
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| Ma, what you got in that denim?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you always lookin at women?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why if niggas ballin you wit 'em?
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| I can’t call it
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| What is about you ma?
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| I can’t call it
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| You like your ass better in thongs?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you never wearin a bra?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why I always see you wit stars?
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| I can’t call it
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| What is about you ma?
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| I can’t call it
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| I’m lookin at this girl, lookin at my women
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| It’s lookin like she givin us signals to come wit her
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| Not sayin she dyke but look kinda bully
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| I’m just sayin some women today prefer women
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| Ain’t nothin changed I’m the same crook
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| Tryna floss while I’m around get ya chain took
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| I snatch rocks and when I’m horny I snatch women
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| While them bitches runnin away I’m just playin wit 'em
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| I’m eatin you, you givin me head
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| When I blessed your bed when I spread your legs
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| While you moanin and groanin I’m hittin that ass
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| Wifeys, mothers and daughters be strippin for cash
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| Now
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| Why you always up in the club?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why niggas be showin you love?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you skate in nothin less than dubs?
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| I can’t call it
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| Yo, what is about you ma?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you always got on somethin tight?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why you only come out at the night?
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| I can’t call it
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| Why your clothes always so high priced?
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| I can’t call it
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| Yo, what is about you ma?
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| I can’t call it |