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Yeah, aiyo it's 4 in the morning, |
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I decide to turn over |
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Pull down your little red drawers and start to kiss you all over |
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You hope it ('last, forever') |
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I know baby, |
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I hope it ('last, forever') |
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So I, took off my paisley pajamas |
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I got from |
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St. Thomas |
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Yo, I love you so much, so let me pay homage |
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And if you do, yo |
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I promise never break a promise |
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So can I give you the honors my little |
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Pocahontas? |
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Play by play, |
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Miss Camay |
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You like a |
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Zales Diamond in the window, right on display |
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You just a shining, precised in every curve you cut |
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And for your daddy, yo, you never have to tuck in your gut |
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Because I love it like that, stretchmark fat, plus let me show my crunches |
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To burn it off, just lay right on your back |
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And let me do my love dance, |
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I pop it to the left |
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I pop it to the right, |
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I get it all night, come on [Chorus: Ghostface Killah (sample)] |
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Them other chicks must hail to the queen, as |
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I Put them dudes straight up and check, cuz the queen is mine (Last, forever, last, forever) |
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We can be broke, holes in our coat, even still we shine |
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We got each other through the bad and the best of time (Last, forever, last, forever) [Ghostface Killah] |
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Yo, yo, I'm lost in love, with nowhere to go |
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She says I'm a pain in the ass, boy, get to the store |
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She can say that, cuz we best friends, we play together |
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She carry my left rib, therefore we pray together |
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Bury me on top of her, in our graves together |
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Cuz when she feel pain, |
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I know how to make it better |
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Talks, some long walks, communication in parks |
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Understand what she's going through, our listen was smarts |
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Especially when she's on her friend, |
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I be hoping it leave |
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I have to bite my tongue, just to keep from arguing |
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Six days of that is like, who let the monster in |
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After it's finished then, |
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I can get on top again |
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Shorty girl's my oxygen, never catch her gossiping |
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Look it ya'll, this my flower, she gon' keep on blossiming |
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Long as she is mine, and |
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I am her, we gon' ride the wind |
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This lady here is all for me, |
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I never have to lock her in [Chorus] |
