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Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy |
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Yo Mo Bee mayn!, drop that shit! |
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You know what time, boo-yaow, I know it's time for you |
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So grab one by the hand you know what I'm sayin' |
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And, uh, throw up that finger |
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Aye, yo, throw y'all fingers up! Thug style baby, Thug style y'know? |
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Tell me baby are you lonely? |
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Don't wanna rush you, I can help ya if ya only |
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Let me touch ya, If I'm wrong love tell me |
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'cause I get caught up, and the life I live is Hell see |
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I never thought I'd see, the day when I would calm down |
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You ain't heard, I've been known to clown and get around |
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That's my word, see you walkin' and you lookin' good |
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Yes indeed, got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin' me |
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With your attitude to match right? |
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Don't be phony, 'cause I hate when you act like |
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You don't know me I've be stressin' in the spotlight |
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I want the fame, but the industry's a lot like |
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A crap game, ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go |
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Can't be with you every minute miss, another show |
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And even though I'm known for my one night stand |
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Look here, I wanna be an honest man |
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But temptations go |
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Throw up the finger! And all my homies go |
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Throw them the finger! Ya know what baby it's like |
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I know you've been searchin' for someone |
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To make you happy, and get the job done |
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You say you needed, a man with money |
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But I can't be there, and will you still care |
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Will I cheat or will I be committed? Heaven knows |
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Gettin' weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go |
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In my ride and I'm all in |
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Gettin' high, I can hear the people callin' |
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I'm passin' by, everybody knows I'm ballin' |
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And to God, gotta keep myself from fallin' |
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But it's hard, all the cuties know I'm under pressure |
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What do I do, gettin' shaky when she pull the dress up |
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And say it's cool, should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide |
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If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie |
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Move close and let me whisper |
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Some dirty words In your ears as I kiss ya |
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On every curve, slow down baby don't rush, I like it slow |
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Can't hold it any longer, so let it go |
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Open the gates to your waterfall up in heaven |
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And don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was |
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Give 'em the finger! |
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All my homies go, throw your fingers up |
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That's just the Thug in me girl, you know |
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Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like |
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I know you've been searchin' for someone |
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To make you happy, and get the job done |
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You say you needed, a man with money |
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But I can't be there, and will you still care |
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A lotta people think it's easy |
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To settle down, got a woman that'll please me |
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In every town, I don't wanna but I gotta do it |
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The temptation got me ready to release the fluid |
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Sensation, sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand |
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'Cause even Thugs get lonely, understand |
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Even the hardest of my homies need attention |
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Catch you blowin' up the telephone, reminiscin' |
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I wanna take you to the movies, and the park |
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Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark |
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Now that it's passion, hold me tight |
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Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight |
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I know your man ain't lovin' you right |
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You're lonely and depressed you need a Thug in your life |
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Enough talkin', you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin' |
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See you later, 'cause baby I'm a player, and all I heard was |
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Give 'em the finger, and all my homies go |
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Yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey y'know? |
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Throw your fingers up |
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You know? They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you |
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All my niggas go, uptown in the, give 'em the finger! |
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Throw your hands up, give em the finger! |
