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Nah, look man enough is enough man |
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Y'all need to leave me alone, on the real |
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I mean can't y'all see I love y'all, damn |
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I mean no matter what y'all say or try to do to me, I'm gonna love you anyway |
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You know what I'm saying, what y'all need to do let me go on do this music, you know what I'm saying |
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I mean, what a gotta do, what I gotta do? Give y'all all my money, all my cars, my houses, my clothes, what? |
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I don't owe you nothing man Go get a God damn job dawg, shit, leave me alone get a job |
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You don't owe me nothing, I owe you nothing, you know what I'm saying |
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I am just trying to give y'all this music, make y'all feel good, you know what I'm saying |
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That's all I'm trying to do. Let me do that, let the R do that, will ya? |
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Mmm... |
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[Chorus:] |
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Sex in the kitchen nigga,(whoo! Yeah) |
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Over by the stove (ho!) |
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(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) |
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From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) |
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Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) |
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By the buttered rolls (ho!) |
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(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' |
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Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) |
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Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) |
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On your tippy toes (ho!) |
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(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) |
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Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed |
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And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) |
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Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) |
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[Verse 1:] |
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Let's get together like a cookout baby |
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You bring the beer and I'ma bump some 'Sadie' |
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Hook up some of that chicken baby |
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And oh yeah, and don't forget the rice and gravy |
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It's about to be a party at my crib |
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Got Hennessee, juice and Belvedere |
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Got chicks in swimsuits up in here |
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No po, no haters, no tricks in here |
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Hey y'all, whassup, whassup |
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Got bounce juice in my cup |
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Mama makin' [ass] jump up |
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Sh**t she don't get no f**k |
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Ain't gotta worry 'bout complainin' ass neighbours |
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'Cause your boy is sittin' on some acres |
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Dip low in the SLR (whoo!) |
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Come and take a ride in my super car |
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Scattered linen when you rollin' with a player |
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Shoppin' sprees when you rollin' with a player |
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At that bar when you rollin' with a player |
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Big chips when you rollin' with a player |
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The party's almost over |
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So baby tell me what you gon' do |
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Open that door, put them out |
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Close that door, me and you |
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[Chorus:] |
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Sex in the kitchen (whoo! Yeah) |
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Over by the stove (ho!) |
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(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) |
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>From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) |
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Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) |
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By the buttered rolls (ho!) |
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(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' |
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Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) |
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Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) |
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On your tippy toes (ho!) |
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(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) |
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Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed |
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And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) |
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Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Got the whirl pool bubblin' up |
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Got two fine chicks tryna double 'em up (uh) |
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Got top so I'm shakin' it up (uh) |
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When it come to the [#%&@] I just can't get enough (oh!) |
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This party looks like a club |
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You see in my eyes and I'm buzzed |
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I've been drinkin' twenty four hours |
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So f**ked up you know a nigga need a shower |
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I pull up in the wide body (ho) |
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You know a nigga know somebody (ho) |
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And e'rbody in here know me (ho) |
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And somebody knows somebody (ho) |
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Look at my wrists ain't I so damn freeze? (Yo) |
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Look at my clothes ain't I so damn clean? (Yo) |
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Look at the bar ain't I so damn sheen? (Yo) |
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Look at my style I am so damn me (oh) |
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I got a song out doin' good |
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Nigga goin' platinum 'cause I kept it hood |
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I hear the crowd over here goin' (ho!) |
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I hear the crowd over there goin' (ho!) |
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That's why I get to show 'em this life |
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Turned it out and now I'm ready to fly |
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And now I'm on my way to the after party |
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'Til six in the mornin' I'ma be naughty |
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Put this CD in your Jeep (put this CD in your Jeep) |
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Play it 'til it cracks the CD |
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Some of y'all be doubtin' me (hey, hey, hey, hey) |
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But I can do this in my sleep |
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[Chorus:] |
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Sex in the kitchen (whoo! Yeah) |
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Over by the stove (ho!) |
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(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) |
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>From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) |
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Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) |
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By the buttered rolls (ho!) |
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(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' |
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Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) |
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Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) |
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On your tippy toes (ho!) |
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(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) |
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Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed |
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And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) |
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Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) |
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[Bridge:] |
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Here we are, in this kitchen, kitchen |
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Sexin' each other from feet to head |
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Now, some folks may raise the question |
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"Why can't they just get a bed?" |
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Yeah, there ain't nothin' wrong |
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With us in the kitchen gettin' it on, no |
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Girl, it's like five hundred degrees and here we are |
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By the cabinet do's, by the stove |
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Hot buttered rolls on your tippy-toes |
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[Chorus:] |
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Sex in the kitchen (whoo! Yeah) |
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Over by the stove (ho!) |
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(Yeah, from the kitchen to the bathroom babe (uh) |
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>From upstairs to the basement babe) (Kels!) |
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Put you on the counter (ho! Yeah) |
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By the buttered rolls (ho!) |
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(Yeah, now we hoppin' in the GT coup' |
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Goin' to the club, doin' what we do) (remix!) |
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Hands on the table (ho! Yeah) |
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On your tippy toes (ho!) |
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(Yeah, hey it's the weekend y'all (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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So bounce real slow to this remix y'all) |
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Said the sign outside the door say the restaurant is closed |
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And we'll be cuttin' up tomatoes (whoo, yeah) |
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Fruits and vegetables and potatoes (yeah) |
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[Fade Out] |
