| He fall pretty hard when he get that pum, pum
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| Head up in the stars make him wanna come, come
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| Come flying to my love like the bullet out the gun
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| Take control of my body
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| Boy, come and get you some
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| Yeah
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| You’ve got me high
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| And I ain’t smoke a bit
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| All I know, I’m rocking it (rocking it)
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| Boy, you got that teasah
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| You ain’t finna leave her
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| That loving it
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| Taste just like sugar, sweetie
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| Make 'em wanna run, run
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| Love everything I do bring 'em to his knees, ehh
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| Make the boy dumb, dumb (dumb, dumb, dumb)
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| He be always asking, «when we gon meet?»
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| I say, «At the house 'round one» ('round, 'round)
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| That loving it
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| Taste just like sugar, sweetie
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| Make 'em wanna run, run
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| Run, run
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| Ain’t no sweetah
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| Run, run
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| Momma know how to treat em'
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| Run, run
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| Make 'em cold cause he needs her
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| I can’t hang with girls they be looking at me crazy
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| (looking at me crazy)
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| Told 'em that my lover man need me on the daily
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| (need me on the daily)
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| He get all my affection and all my adoration
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| Imma leave 'em early 'cause I can’t keep em waitin'
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| You’ve got me high (so high)
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| And I ain’t smoke a bit
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| All I know, I’m rocking it (All I know, I’m rocking it)
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| Boy, you got that teasah
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| You ain’t finna leave her
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| That loving it
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| Taste just like sugar, sweetie
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| Make 'em wanna run, run
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| Love everything I do, bring 'em to his knees, ehh
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| Make the boy dumb, dumb (dumb, dumb, dumb)
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| He be always asking, «when we gon' meet?»
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| I say, «At the house 'round one» ('round, 'round)
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| That loving it
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| Taste just like sugar, sweetie
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| Make 'em wanna run, run
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| Run, run
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| Ain’t no sweetah
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| Run, run
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| Momma know how to treat em'
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| Run, run
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| Make 'em cold cause he needs her
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| That loving it
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| Taste just like sugar, sweetie
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| He be chasing after me like a honey bee, yeah
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| Run, run
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| Blah, blah, blah, blah
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| Come on getcha life
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| Thats why Imma bad bitch all around |