| She My Down Ass Chick
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| Love me plus she like to come down my strip
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| Get paralyzed wipe down my Shit
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| I love you boo, you, my bug-a-boo
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| Type bug ya boo
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| All day all night then I merk on tha 1st chirp
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| Yeah, yeah
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| If you want it (yeah, yeah)
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| Baby you can get it
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| Still doin shows an afta party’s
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| And afta tha party, And afta tha party
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| Its back to tha party at our crib
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| Yeah, yeah
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| If you want it (yeah, yeah)
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| Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
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| Still doin shows and afta party’s
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| And afta tha party
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| its back to tha party At our crib
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| Niggas stingy we part it were I live
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| Niggas offended like beg ya parting that’s my chick
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| (Is that you chick?)
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| Excuse me this aint our first time here
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| Don’t approach me like dat, get roasted like dat
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| Damm shorty playin with ya emotions like dat
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| You a grown man she got you open like dat
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| Yu put something around her finger, now
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| She got you rapped around her finger its official
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| Well that’s you, that’s what you get for trickin
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| Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and
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| I’ll play my position up give her da dick
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| Con her to come and soon as im donr
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| Tell her im skipping
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| She like and if you what you want you acting
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| Different and I’m like…
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Still doing shows and afta party’s
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| And afta da party its back to tha Party at our crib
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| If you want it (yeah, yeah)
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| Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
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| Still doin shows and afta party’s and afta the party
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| It’s back to party at our crib
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| If you want it you can get it
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| You could come but you cant live here
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| If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to
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| I know you wit it bitches
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| Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girlfriends
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| Smoked a bit, mainly drunk off crys
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| And I wasn’t even feelin that bitch
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| She acting al pissy same time sadidey
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| A little bit silly, I can’t even get a quickie
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| Neva dat got a are codes for every city
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| Couple young freaks, couple old heads
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| That dig me, thinking they gone hold me,
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| Knowing they don’t control me
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| Youngin been fuckin old heads aint shit you showed me
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| Got a walk like George and I talk like Goldie
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| Nope you can’t hold me from hittin up ya homies
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| I do enough rappin at work, listen to oldies
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| Yeah, yeah
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| If you want it (yeah, yeah)
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| Baby you can get it
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| Still doin shows an afta party’s
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| And afta tha party, And afta tha party
|
| Its back to tha party at our crib
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| Yeah, yeah
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| If you want it (yeah, yeah)
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| Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
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| Still doin shows and afta party’s
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| And afta tha party
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| Its back to tha party At our crib |