| Come on let me see you back it up
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| I wanna feel that pretty round thang
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| Shorty all over me
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| All I really want is shorty all over me
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| All I really need is shorty all over me
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| Now grind lil mama, move your hips like this
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| Go ahead shorty get it, just get it all over me
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| All I really want is shorty all over me
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| All I really need is shorty all over me
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| No cologne, just kush and Patron on me
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| All morning long niggas high, sippin lean
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| I be so on when I get my nose clean
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| Everywhere I go girl girlies scream my name
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| Yeah lil mama what you feedin that thang?
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| In the Bay we like damn without Dre, it ain’t the same
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| But we keep it lit
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| On the dance floor with a hoe and she stupid thick
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| Oh you say you don’t, okay, let me see you do that shit
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| They call me the J-A, the one who never play games
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| You know I’m in the game but they ain’t how we play
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| I’m a real nigga, with this rap shit locked
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| So you comin' with me 'cause you know it don’t stop
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| (Now back it up)
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| That’s not a gun in my pocket, I’m just happy to see you
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| When niggas say they iller than Jack, that never could be true
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| Got the type of swag that you never could redo
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| Yank em to the party all you see is paint drippin
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| Girls say they know me but I never could remember
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| Got so many one me but I’m focused on a thick one
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| Bout to go get her, rock star life forever
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| In the club stewy, big bottle of Louis
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| Tryna dip with a model, out here f*ckin with it truly
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| Got the place poppin, now that I walked in
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| Girl tryna put it on me, I’m like alright then
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| Give it to me, they pursue me 'cause they all like him
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| (Now baby back it up)
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| Is that your girlfriend? |
| She all on me
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| Better take her home before she go on with a G
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| Got her in the corner goin dumb to the beat
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| All the little chicks can’t keep they hands out my jeans
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| Listen, I’m The Jack, all my patnas real Gs, baby, do this shit
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| Slap it in reverse, wind them hips, I know you feel that dick
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| Let me calm down, know my sound so ridiculous
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| Comin out your speakers, you get weaker as you hear this shit
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| Let me be your teacher, I’ll reach you, I’ll show you this
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| Push that ass out, baby, get it all over this
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| 'Cause I’m on rock, I think a nigga had too much to drink
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| And it’s two o’clock, I’m tryna get it all over with
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| (Baby back it up) |