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(Inspectah Deck) |
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Yo, yo, late night, her click deserted |
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Time is perfect, she worth it |
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Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt |
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The first kiss, took my heart and nursed it |
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Looked her deep into the eyes, she realized beneath the surface |
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Infatuated lip servant, black afrodeziat |
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Cat walked across the floor, her bedroom eyes glanced back |
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She posed with the Playboy pose, centerfold body rose through her clothes |
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my love joves rose, the stereo blow, scenario |
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the lights slow, the hydros rose, 2 totes without the nympho |
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We went slow, romantic interlude in the nude |
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Soul Food, dinner for 2, private interview |
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Silent moans whisper, the bed's bound to break |
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Pretty brown face, I thought I felt the ground shake |
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The sound of the rain against the window pane |
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drove her insane, her wild heart has now been tamed |
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Got half a blunt flipped in the train, waitin to inhale |
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Female packed the banger like she been in jail |
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As we lay, reflectin on the sweet seduction |
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a brief interuption occured, her man busted in |
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*beat switches to a slow '70's soul beat* |
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(Unknown '70's soul singer sample) |
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You said you was mine now (x4) |
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*beat switches back* |
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(Inspectah Deck) |
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Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt |
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I'm takin chances, but can't resist how she worked it |
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She loved it too, left a stamp with my 'W' (What?) |
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Your other dude got you vexed, call, I'm comin through |
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Your spot is hot, I did not, reconsider |
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It's not the nigga she had, but it's the way she had niggaz |
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Now, I'm tangled, caught up in her love triangle |
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Love it on the sideline, remind when I came through |
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I blame you, the reason that the flame grew |
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She threw the pussy like Steve Young from all angles |
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Character on the ankle, made niggaz break fool |
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The Power U will trank you, but I remain cool |
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Yo, I'm showin her love, but it's the fellings I'm avoidin |
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She was pretty as a wild flower, sweet as poison |
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Poison will the skull and cross bone, spoke in soft tones |
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Red bone, both hands wore stones |
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Plus she home alone, temptin for me to eat the tension |
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No need to mention, I know, your man's got you tremblin |
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You feelin threatened, jettin when she needed attention |
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So, now she give your highness most honorable mention |
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Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt |
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Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt |
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Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt |
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Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt |
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I'm takin chance, but can't resist how she worked it |