| Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
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| Ow ow, yeah, ow ow ow ow
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| Check it out
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| My chick is one out of a million, she a grand prize
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| Met her on the dash bus up in Van Nuys
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| That pretty face, accent, and them tan thighs
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| Make me fantasize all day, I hit it like
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| Boom, boom, ay
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| She is untouchable
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| Boom, boom, ay
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| I’m tellin' ya, man, she don’t quit
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| I hit it like: boom, boom, ay
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| She is untouchable
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| Boom, boom, ay
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| And I don’t think I can handle this shit
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| (What's my motherfuckin' name?)
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| Rosana, freaky little mama
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| She be tryin' to fuck all day
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| Hit it from the morning to the evening
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| She be still fiendin'
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| Lil mamacita, don’t play
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| Hey yo
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| Me and her been together for like a couple months
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| Mami got that punani sweeter than peanut butter crunch
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| I hit it from the back like a sucker punch
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| Bust a nut, back to the front for some uppercuts
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| And in the morning she be hookin' me up proper
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| Butt-naked in my kitchen while she cookin' me machacha
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| And before I go to work she give me that boom-shocka-locka
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| I want to stay home and fuck her all day, I hit it like
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| A lot of joy, a lot of pleasure, lot of pain, lot of misery
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| She turn me on, but she be drainin' me physically
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| And I mean that quite literally
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| Cause I’ve only got so many mini-mes swimmin' in me
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| Man I give it all I got, but still she wants to get some more
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| Back to the bathroom, back to the bedroom
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| Back to the hall to the kitchen floor
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| I don’t know what I’m bitchin' for, cause I like it that way
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| And all I wanna do all day is hit it like
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| Boom, boom, ay
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| She is untouchable
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| Boom, boom, ay
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| I’m tellin' ya, man, she don’t quit
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| I hit it like: boom, boom, ay
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| She is indestructible
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| Boom, boom, ay
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| Now I think I can handle this shit |