| Yours truly
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| A cutie with no brains, a booty
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| The Lovebug Starski tape with the dookie
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| I took her to the drive in movies with the toolie
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| Yeah, in case she tried to do me
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| It was hot as July without Julie
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| Just true newbies in the back, twist the loose leaf
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| The system hittin' bitches in Jacuzzi’s
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| Said it wouldn’t be Cali without the Uzis
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| Bet, slide through, the in-and-out drive-thru
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| With the 2 Live Crew
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| The fly chicks I knew she knew me
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| She said I liked you in high school, she blew me
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| I bought her an iced tea with ice cubes
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| Word up
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| We was 'bout to go to work, but we murked to the jam
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| And all the girls threw their shirts up
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| It’s summertime
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| Summer, summer, summertime
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| Time to sit back and unwind
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| The dope touch like Magic, static get stuck
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| Cool cat must of spit lead, lyrics is buck
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| Smash through your speaker and get an upgrade
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| Hit the shop fresh cut high top fade
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| Cool water freshness, car painted glaze
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| Hittin' corners 22 inches and no blade
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| Ride dirty, dip through the traffic, stay paid
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| Hit the court AI cross I’m snug in the J’s
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| We dump the 1's on the block when the sun get hot
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| Hit the beach with the freaks, Chucks with no socks
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| You know the steelo, my people got it locked
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| Pelligrino’s for 3 hoes easin' up the block
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| They turn around and see what we peepin at
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| That all natural type of aphrodisiac
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| We leavin at noon, the drinks was consumed, we all buzzed
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| But back then we ain’t really know what it was
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| Summertime
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| Finger roll on bosses
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| Self made and well connected brothers
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| Cuttin butters lavish livin' base wonder
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| Count skins like a deer hunter
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| You know how we do
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| Many dishes and bottles for my people
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| It’s illegal how the steez do
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| You know 2 miles an hour so everybody see you
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| Bass bang out automatic buzz, light that
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| Good, good five techin' with the walkin' fuzz |