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Intro: |
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[Freaky Tah] |
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Is This, is this, is this, is this, is this |
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Is this da part |
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is this, is this, |
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Verse 1 |
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[Mr.Cheeks] |
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where you goin? I told you that I was rollin |
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but you can't wait |
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you wanna run around ho'in witcha friends |
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hay that nigga Cheeks aint got no ends |
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but I can see clearly now |
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the darkside ends |
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I remember when we first met |
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everything just chill >chill |
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a nigga from the southside |
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a shorty from the Springfield High >from the Springfield |
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shorty lookin fly right Tah? >woo |
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I sez hello |
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but I gets no reply >no reply |
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Im leanin on the gate I sz hello |
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she aint talkin |
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oh, you a stink bitch well stink bitch you keep walkin >walkin |
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oh I aint no bitch |
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well now shorty you reply |
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but couldn't you reply when dem niggas said hi |
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and tell me... |
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Chorus |
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[Freaky Tah] |
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Is this da part Is this |
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in my heart Is this |
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is what we feel Is this |
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Verse 2 |
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[Mr.Cheeks] |
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She said well listen |
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I don't know you from paint |
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well if you no bitch |
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then why reply if you aint |
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cuz see my bobo's mad strong |
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I never thought twice |
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that my wife would do wrong |
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I see her all the time |
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she's always home when I call her |
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I feel like a million bucks |
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takin flicks at the mall |
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I had it goin on for a minute |
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cuz it only took a minute |
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for another to run in it |
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had the..birds and the bees |
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lemonade and iced tea |
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man I went all out with ease |
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she was my main squeeze |
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tell me.... |
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Chorus |
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Verse 3 |
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[Mr.Cheeks] |
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now shorty rock, she had a nigga on lock |
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used to bring her friends through |
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to meet my mans on the block |
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and everything seemed love love yo |
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shorty was the one I was thinkin of so |
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whenever I used to listen to rumors |
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I would hit em till my man pulled me near |
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put a bug in my ear |
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listen shorty over there |
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wit the smile it be foul |
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just in a little while |
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seen her on the Isle |
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wit another kid, who just came home from a bid |
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we grabbed on that ass |
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all hugged up in front the crib..... |
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see what Im sayin |
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bitches dont' appreciate nuthin man |
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2 dollar bitches wit 3 dollar haircuts yo know... |
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Chorus |
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Outro: Mr. Cheeks |
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have you ever me a girlie |
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that you really did want |
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tip up the phillie |
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light up the blunt |
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time to get puffed, huffed out my man |
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I bust wit my niggas |
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rest in peace to Cash |
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and niggas who pass |
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I get blast |
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up on the block, its 1 o'clock |
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runnin wit Tah, pretty Lou it's the crew |
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this is how it go |
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this is how we do |
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Bounce... |
