| Slow down when you’re hitting them corners
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| Fuck around, spill this 'gnac on my two hundred dollar suit
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| (stop being a backseat driver man)
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| (turn him up)
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| Your ma don’t like to jitterbug, said this unholy music
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| Hip hop just so ridiculous, everything sounds so confusing
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| Nowadays ain’t nothing like it was, one thing that showed the blues
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| Is this system so mysterious, can’t let that stop the movement
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| Can’t get no satisfaction, they all laughing, glad it’s happening
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| All wings hot for the main attraction
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| Acting a fool with a lust for action
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| Young girl caught in a crime of passion
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| Sitting there crying in designer fashion
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| Didn’t blow, didn’t have time for asking
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| Somebody call for the ambulance, girl
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| Baby, baby, baby
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| Baby let me live, please girl let me slide
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| Baby, baby, baby
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| Baby if you let me go, I swear I’ll change, just change your mind
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| Your old man don’t like to jitterbug, said this old dirty music
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| Hip hop just so ridiculous, them stories too confusing
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| Nowadays he ain’t loving you like he was
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| And you ain’t there just for using
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| Could have sworn that was him with another girl
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| And they wasn’t out just for cruising
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| Can’t get no satisfaction
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| He out late nights, probably smashing
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| Leaving a trail like Charlie tracks
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| Or the train on the ground, downtown Manhattan
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| Everybody seen him run around and you bound to catch him
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| The condoms, you found and asked him, was all this just for practice?
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| He didn’t realize what he had
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| Now your heart got fractured girl
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| Baby, baby, baby
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| Baby, baby, baby |