| If you really dig me, and you think I’m jiggy
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| Come on shorty let me know
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| We can get together, we can do whatever
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| But you cant get no dough
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| Yo, since the Mona video you been trackin' me down
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| tryin' to figure out how I lookin’perso-nal, Baby
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| forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks
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| the three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga
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| we look at things through the big lens, big picture
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| big Benz we try and make CEO ends,
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| the thick chicks love us, big dick style niggas
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| Cristal niggas, ya’ll finesse this quick style niggas
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| you didn’t love me when my name was Sean
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| Now you should see how bitches act when the Benjamins come on
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| but I ain’t hatin' em, you gotta love the ways females play
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| Quickly use a neglige to getta get-away
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| Five stars where the willies stay, and Sheek pay for nothing
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| but thats what ya’ll herbs get for frontin'
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| I spend wild chips gettin' drunk up in the China
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| Club, while you up in Skate Key wit a minor
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| I know she wit it, I betta brick I could hit it
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| Black tie affair I gotta fresh pair of British
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| Ice Berg shirts with Ice along with it
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| turquoise, 9−11 Porsche and it’s tinted
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| but honey got alot of jazz, You gotta philly
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| You gotta bag, then she went inside the Prada bag
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| Blew two and she said it was choice, like my voice
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| my thug style made her cat moist
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| that’s the realest shit I heard, that’s my word
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| Regardless who she fucked, I’m the nigga she deserves
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| I put her on the hole in Jerz, rockin' furs
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| different ways to speak without using words
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| And even though she proper I still gotta drop her
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| Cuz Sheek dont like her, had a dream that he shot her
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| I cant buy you ascotta, you get nada
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| I’m the bounce with a chick that look a little bit hotter
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| They was never mine for me to dump em
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| its just like checkers, after they make a move then I jump em
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| It’s like this girlfriend I’m a keep it real,
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| every nigga with a deal ain’t able to peel
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| I’m a Bad Boy so I’m caked up with whips
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| And guess what, I got more nuts than chips
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| And they gon' melt right in your mouth
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| not in your hand, You know that you aint my girl
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| I’m not your man
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| But do you still wanna lick me?
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| or is cause I’m a six figgy niggy, and I know Biggie
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| and I dont mess with no fat ladies
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| but if you pay like you weigh then you can stay baby
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| PJ slide to tha mo like that
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| with this honey named trout cuz she blow like that
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| and when we finish dont look at me like I owe nothin'
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| cuz if you really dig then let me know something
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| It’s a drunk laid out in the V.I.P., can’t talk about a 3 on 3
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| Heard a freak ask Sheek «Big Luch why don’t you pee on me?»
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| And her friend is tellin' Jay «I hold a key on me.»
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| And I’m laughin' to myself, I got a key on me
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| And they friend in my ear like Lean On Me
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| Told her to get some bare backs and cream on me…
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| Yeak Sheek holler to these mommies «Ven aqui…»
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| Gas 'em up easily and take 'em home with me
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| Who respect this, can’t keep her hands off my necklace
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| If it’s good, next week I’ll put her on the guest list…
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| This goes out to all ya’ll
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| There’s too many names to call but ya’ll know who ya’ll are
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| See me at the bar all eyes on the R…
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| O-L to the E-X, sip the Henny and VS
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| 112 sex styles baby, maybe we can fall in the L.O.X. |
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| You betta believe we all scorin', yeah
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| We can dance all night and do whatever all mornin'…ha ha… yeah… |