| Here we go like
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| Yes yes yawl
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| To the beat yawl
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| Ain’t no sleep yawl
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| To the break of dawn
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| 5 o’clock in the morning
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| We keep rockin on The workin people runnin like the stop clock is on We got it poppin in the meat market
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| Chicks take a seat, park it By the bar so they can meet the Vick with deep pockets
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| And them dudes
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| Buy them cars that turn 'em in to sweet objects
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| of desire
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| Big rims and them tires
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| We finna drop it like it’s heavy as hell
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| The clan of the cavebear
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| Used to use the club to hit and drag her by the hair
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| Still use the club to get her a martini or a beer
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| Try to get her home and put the smell of sex in the air
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| Come through like the cable guy
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| Get 'er done
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| That 'ole hit 'n run
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| Turn into bitter ones
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| Tonight is catch me if you can
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| You can taste the ginger bread
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| Ain’t nothing like wakin’up with a stranger in yur bed
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| Nope!
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| Tomorrow I’ll be like
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| Were am I?
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| Whets your name?
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| Gotta go, I’m glad you came
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| But tonight you, will be so fun
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| Maybe you’re the one!
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| Puttin on some Airs
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| King For a Day
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| Hard to face your fears we wear the mask like Cory McKay
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| You have a ball today
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| It’s all a masquerade
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| Shorty paint her face like a clown but can’t take away the frown
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| Found under the make up I asked her «What's your passion?"answered «What's the paper"she sleep
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| and they don’t want her to wake up Maybe they should realize their own beauty
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| Baby you a star and not just a star on some dudes home movies
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| Tomorrow I’ll be like
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| Were am I?
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| What’s your name?
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| Gotta go, I’m glad you came
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| But tonight you, will be so fun
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| Maybe you’re the one!
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| Steppin out, I got my best outfit on Gotta get it in. I’m slippin in the darkness like most of the day is gone
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| We up all night I wonder if can hang
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| We used to hang from a tree
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| Now we hangin behind the rope we V.I.P.
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| We do it
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| Ain’t no need to See I.D.
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| Thee entire scenery
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| Shrouded in mystery
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| Clouded with greenery
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| Six girls to every three dudes
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| So you have half a chance
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| If you ask to have a dance
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| The ones ready to freak off don’t need no romance
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| They belong to the sisterhood of the traveling pants
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| They got them
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| Hungry eyes you know sensual trance
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| At a glance
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| The alcohol got you sexually advanced
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| The truth is so boring you gotta pretend a little; |
| the antidote is more
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| colorful the rainbow and the Skittles
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| And the quest to trap the cat
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| The game is the Tinder Fiddles to get the bruce to say the sky’s fallin
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| like your Chicken Little.
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| Come on!
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| Tomorrow I’ll be like
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| Were am I?
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| Whats your name?
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| Gotta go, I’m glad you came
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| But tonight you, will be so fun
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| Maybe you’re the one!
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| But tonight you, will be so fun
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn
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| But tonight you, will be so fun
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| Soon the new day, breaks the dawn |