| Hey, let’s get away and get a room on the other side of town
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| Hey shawty, I was feenin' for you
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| (Was you thinkin' of me, ay, ay…)
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| Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down
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| (Whachu would do?)
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| Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you
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| Bet they be like «I know he tired of the nightlife
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| He want a wife, he just lookin' for the right type»
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| Yea right, I be ridin' through the city lights
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| My hat bent, gettin' high behind the 'lac tint
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| I’m chilllin' with Brazilian women, heavy accents
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| They black friends translatin', got’em all ass naked, adjacent
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| Have relations wit’em many places
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| Leavin' semen in they pretty faces
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| Make’em kiss they partners with it in they faces
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| Young pimpin' sprung women 'cross the 50 states
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| Got young ladies requestin' «What's Yo Name» on 50 stations
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| Askin' me what’s a pussy popper, want a demonstration
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| But I ain’t waitin' til the second date, I’m so impatient
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| Relieve’em of they aggravation, take’em rollerskatin'
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| On them Dayton’s, tell’em «Baby, stick with me, you goin' places»
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| Go replace 'em, dro erase 'em out my memory
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| Moist panties and wet sheets when they think of me
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| (T.I.)
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| Hey, let’s get away and a room on the other side of town
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| Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you
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| (Was you thinkin' of me? Ay, sing it for me, pimpin')
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| Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down
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| (Tell'em shawty)
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| Yea baby, I was feenin' for you
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| Yo, yo… uh.
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| From Miami to Cali, from Vegas to Jersey
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| Got’em in Houston, Virginia, New Orleans, ya heard me?
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| All the classy ones like to act like they a virgin
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| And the nasty ones like when I talk to’em dirty
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| But I’m breakin' the ice, got’em laughin' and flirtin'
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| They be, removin' they skirts when they hop in the 'burban
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| Once the flick start playin' and the E start kickin' in
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| Her girlfriend lickin' and she beggin' me to stick it in
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| That’s why, I like chillin' with women who like women
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| Lightskinned… Asians, Jamaicans and white women
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| Indians, Italians, Haitians and Puerto Ricans
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| They be itchin' for they chance and waitin' in me to freak’em
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| They say.
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| (T.I.)
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| Hey, let’s get away and a room on the other side of town
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| Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you
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| (Was you thinkin' of me? Ay, tell’em for me, pimpin')
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| Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down
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| (Ay, listen to me)
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| Yea baby, I was feenin' for you
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| (Was you thinkin' of me?)
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| Excuse me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a while
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| Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way that you smile
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| And I hope you ain’t offended by the way that this sounds
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| But uhh… all I keep thinkin' bout is layin' you down
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| And I’m, keepin' it pimpin', I ain’t playin' around
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| Ain’t got that kinda time cuz this the only day I’m in town
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| So come and, chill in the cut if you willin' to cut
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| And when you, give me a hug I be feelin' yo butt
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| Now so while for while we talkin', I’m fillin' yo cup
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| We killin' the bottle, wake up in dirty linen tomorrow
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| But tell me would it trouble you if we ended up at the W-
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| Sippin' on a malibu pine apple juice and a blunt or two
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| Now whachu wanna do? |
| Opportunity’s right in front of you
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| Know you used to meetin' dudes, dodgin’em for a month or two
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| But young pimpin' spit linen to the young women
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| I’m T.I.P., known as pussy popper to some women
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| (T.I.)
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| Hey, let’s get away and get a room on the other side of town
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| Hey shawty, I was feenin' for you
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| (Was you thinkin' of me… ay, ay…)
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| Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down
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| Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you
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| (Oh yea… c’mon, tell’em)
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| Hey, let’s get away and get a room on the other side of town
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| Hey daddy, I was feenin' for you
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| (Shit I’m on my way)
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| Hey, let’s get a room, shawty we can freak somethin' if you down
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| Yea baby, I was feenin' for you
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| Whoa whoa whoa.
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| Ladies and gentlemen
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| This… is a Jazze Phizzle, T.I. |
| collaborangelle.
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| King of the south! |
| Oh boy!
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| Jazze Phizzle, T.I., Grand Hustle daddy!
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| So smooth… futuristic.
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| Pimps up daddy! |