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He in a bid nap, human being waste spittin |
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As I'm sweepin thru an alley in |
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New York, a stray kitten |
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Dog chase a couple of blocks, shocks, tough being a fox |
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He in a tux, check the scenario, he stuff me in a box |
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A hundred home, why you cry, we went just like wine, cuz |
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A appreciate of me, and kitten like writers |
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Cuz of my tongue, wonder why |
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I hits and unhand the fly kid |
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To cut a bishop like she needed a home or a knockin |
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Word, bit her off another like, not a committee, hit her off |
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Not to mention, sweatin the kitty really off |
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Had to do this, ain't no regular see the ruler's |
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Wit this rich white lady sayin "Ain't he the cutest?" |
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Clerk said on real estate, so in the car, we'ze awate |
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Although the ho better know |
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I want 4 mills a day |
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Who else is firm? |
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Me and Travis, the on the dot cat |
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Better be a good lil' cat, hooker don't pop crack |
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Cuz I'm Top |
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Cat [samples] [Slick Rick] |
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Let me hug her for the million, and again, great this vill-i-an |
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Huggin me so much, she almost suffocate the brilliant |
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Sad eyes, plus she had a bad pad, nice |
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Said have to do my share of work, the hooker had mad mice |
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Was like a fleet of them niggas, though was kind of fun to be |
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Ill treatin them, clean 'em in, plus |
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I thought was gonna eat them |
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Cat food, this ain't none to me, see a rat, you come run |
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More like hunt to me, you wanna get this shit from in front of me |
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From Thanksgiving to, please now shout for somethin |
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Can a nigga get some in, she wouldn't let me out for nothin |
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I guess I could be called a brat, now a jolly want a fat |
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So let me rub my head all up against her, so she think she all of that |
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And every day of the week, sweatin was like a sand of stayin |
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Would you lay off? |
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I'm watchin |
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Prince of the |
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Wales You're in the way-o, mouse craze across the room |
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Should of seen, he stopped traf' |
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She's still a hooker snap, didn't |
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I tell you don't pop crack |
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Cuz I'm Top |
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Cat [samples] [Slick Rick] |
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Now come and the sex triggers, and his penis stiffer |
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Bigger, said boy she surely sleepin wit a lot of different niggas |
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In position as he coach this, doin the mood by the 'proach this |
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And when the bitch she clean the house, you wouldn't have so many roaches |
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But still she buggin and he comin, and the naughty wit the hut |
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He fall asleep, burglar come, up shorty get the shotty |
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Find me out, and nothin stun him, the hoes did love him |
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Feed on a bitch, got up and chase me til she heard it |
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What was that? |
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Got her gun, she had a dozen, mad loud |
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And for a over honey lady, definetly that wasn't a bad shot |
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Police came and all of that, and now |
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I hear her off, wonder her |
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So I snuggle a bundle of, cuz |
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I kind of grow fond of her |
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My mouse run across, shouldn't seen me stopped traffic |
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Thought the ho was gonna snap, better not pop crack |
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The who? Top |
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Cat |
