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Uh, uh, yeah |
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We back up in this mother****er |
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Murder Inc |
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Ha ha |
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I go by the name of the Rule |
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You know |
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Got my nigga Chink Santana in the house |
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My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz |
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My murder by number niggaz |
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My nigga black, 0-1 you know |
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My new nigga life...what's happenin? |
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Yeah |
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Bout the let these bitches know like you know |
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When we ****in em and shit all crazy |
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You want a nigga callin shit |
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We ain't got time for that ma |
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We just come threw and murder the puss that all |
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Ha ha ha ha |
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[Chorus: Alexi] |
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Baby when your sexin me |
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I kinda like when ya...murder me |
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Baby....murder me |
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(Repeat once) |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Listen love I know your used to gettin sweet nothings whispered to ya |
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But my dick game will ruined ya mind and influence ya to do certain things |
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Like hop in the range, in the rain, ass naked, to get spanked |
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This is your world and your doin your thing go ahead momma |
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I got no problem being on the bottom |
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The way you shake that ass like ho's from Harlem |
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Reminds me to call ya the same time tommora |
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Cuz baby I'm impressed, by the way you, shake them ass and hips |
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By the way you make me wanna leave the one I'm wit |
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Take the spot of being my 'down ass bitch' |
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Baby murder me, heh |
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The way I murder you, heh |
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That look in your eyes is like the sunrise when your ****in me |
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[Chorus: Alexi] |
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Baby when your sexin me |
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I kinda like when ya...murder me |
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Baby....murder me |
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(Repeat once) |
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[Caddillac Tah] |
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Yo, yo |
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We can go from the bed to the hot tub |
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Until you get enough |
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Mommy I'll call ya bluff and put it up in ya gut |
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Cuz I'm a gangsta, so I'll hit her wit the gangsta touches |
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Bottle of henesey, dro and some dutches |
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Man I'll pull up in like three in the mornin, honkin |
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You at the door wit a t-shirt on and a thongs |
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And tellin me come on in get out of the cold |
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But never the less I hit the flesh and gotta go, rarely though |
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Let me put a buck in your ear |
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and let you know I'm the thug of the year |
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And the last thing I do is care |
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Legs up, killin it, drillin it |
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Man she feelin it, shiverin, talkin in tounges |
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Caddy gotta sprong, daddy long shlong |
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We get it on, like pong |
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Stars wit a gangsta twist to it |
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Now lets do it |
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So whenever your ready just page me |
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And you'll see, How I murda, and hearda, the pussy |
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[Chorus: Alexi] |
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Baby when your sexin me |
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I kinda like when ya...murder me |
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Baby....murder me |
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(Repeat once) |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Hold on baby you gotta holla at the king as your sexual pralus |
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Is more than wild it's border lined and foul |
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Your look, your style, that freaky smile |
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Got me layin dick to ya god bless the child |
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I get hold it's on I make ya scream and moan |
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The thugs nature, how could a nigga hate the |
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Way I flip it, smack it, bounce it, ride it, taste it |
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Lick her tits, break down the walls the basics |
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Face it, your ****in wit a cocksman love |
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And you defend on the ball like Garry the Glove |
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Paintin, no relation |
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Not alot of sation |
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Brought her own K-Y ready for penetration |
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I patient, I'll murder the puss when I'm ready |
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But meanwhile, and me doin this Marvin Gay medley |
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And you'll murder me the same way I murder you |
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Baby |
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[Chorus: Alexi] |
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Baby when your sexin me |
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I kinda like when ya...murder me |
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Baby....murder me |
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(Repeat Once) |
