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i left my crib and slid like some barbecue ribs |
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hit the bridge at eighty |
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puffin a tiwg, listenin to big |
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city line on the side of my wig |
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i had to dig for the right street |
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for the house where my man lived |
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pistol peter joker |
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the kind of cat who'd sell a gat |
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if you sling cottage to a north dakota broker |
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had an addiction to poker |
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owed cats loot since mcgwire and sosa |
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the night was buck like thriller |
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i pulled out in front of his villa |
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he grinned like riddler |
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waiting for this girl |
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hopped into the whip like |
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'yo, what the fuck man' |
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'yo, what's up what's up' |
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'yeah, let's hit this tit joint' |
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yup yup, bet like midler |
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pullin on a miller we acceled |
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dippin to the striptease, splittin trees |
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'til my eyes were holier than swiss cheese |
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feelin six foot six, scream like bixby |
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i could barely drive |
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laughin like the first time i drank st. ides and twirled |
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'til i seen the sign 'live girls' |
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pulled up locked the whip |
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yo, your head's gonna swirl |
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nah, fuck that flip, wait 'til you see this shit |
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say punany-nany |
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punany-nany-nany |
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it's on like refridgerators |
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bouncers with alligators |
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pimple faced like hellraisers with cowboy hats |
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patted me down with a frown and half slap |
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sizzler bangin out the system of sound |
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not one busted female |
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the spot was more flash that korean ??????? |
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ass swingin floppin ringin more than retail |
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in front of my eyes a couple of rounds went by |
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this chick put on a disguise like batman, gave a lapdance |
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pete was talkin to this other female in black pants |
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spandex topless swingin tits like reels on ampex |
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i heard her say somethin like she was ambidex |
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pete wanted to take it to the next |
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disappeared with two bottles of beck's |
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then i looked out the window |
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saw two cats come out a lex |
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nodded to the bouncer |
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then pointed to the back where they flexed |
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like 'fuck sex, we're waiting for a check' |
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yo, pete let's jet, let's be out i feel a threat |
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then i heard a shriek |
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the two cats from the lex in the back were somehow deleted form the scene |
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but the scream was definitely a female |
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young just out of her teens |
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the music came to a screech |
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yo, where the fuck is pete? |
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blood starts stickin to my feet |
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then i heard a stripper flap |
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'man she's been stabbed' |
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i broke out like a bad rash back to the whip |
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pete was hidin behind garbage and shit |
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talkin bout some cats had a full clip to me and that chick, but missed |
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we rolled low like 'fuck yo, i don't know' |
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dropped him off by the bridge |
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came back home to the lab |
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rolled a bag and took a drag, thinkin |
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yo, who popped the stripper? |
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was it my man blowin two l's that flipped on some jack the ripper |
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or those siamese cats in the lex iced like the big dipper? |
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you paint the picture |
