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I was born in seventy-one |
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In seventy-two I started to walk |
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Seventy-three |
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Seventy-four |
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Seventy-five |
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I learned to talk |
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Seventy-six I tried sexing |
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That was around the age of five |
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Seventy-seven |
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Seventy-eight |
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And seventy-nine |
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I started to ride |
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With my |
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Uncle Ike |
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In eighty and eighty-one |
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I was about ten |
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But the first time a little chick |
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Made me cum |
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Was eighty-two |
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Or eighty-three |
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My life really came alive |
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In eighty-four |
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I was thirteen |
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But |
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Nineteen eighty-five's |
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The number |
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I met this bitch |
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Who told me if I got tight with her |
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Together we would grow rich |
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Type of chick |
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That'll make a brother |
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Feel good inside |
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In my mind when I'm sleep |
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Woke |
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When I walk |
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When I ride |
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Getting to me in the classroom |
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Used to follow me into the bathroom |
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And I loved it |
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She was wild |
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And everyday |
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People bore me |
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Captivate |
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Activate my hormones |
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When you speak to me |
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Softly |
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Offer me |
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A piece of you |
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Cause |
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Me so horny |
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She let me foreplay |
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And that's it |
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She said |
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If I would rap |
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And make some dollars for us |
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Maybe I can get a hit |
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I was writing |
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Then I found myself fighting |
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For the juices |
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When I found out |
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That our little agreement's |
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Non-exclusive |
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Ah damn |
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She let celebrity status hit |
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So I'm thinking of tactics |
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How to leave ran down |
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Prophylatics |
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On the mattress |
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So I practice |
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Hoping to stuff my fat dick |
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In this rap bitch |
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Knowing when I stuff my cactus |
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In that catfish |
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Imma flat shit |
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She's turning me into a killer |
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Devour fools |
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I'm powerful |
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Like Mecha-Godzilla |
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She said |
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If I keep rapping |
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She'll keep clapping |
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But ain't nobody strapping |
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Till she see paper |
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And then we'll see what's happening |
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And I hear her say |
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[hook] |
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You heard of Tech |
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He's like the best |
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He built his nest |
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In the Midwest |
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The boy can flow |
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And he be busting like |
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Boom boom |
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It's like I'm stuck |
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I feel I'm cursed |
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About to load the N9na |
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Tech cause in a sec |
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I'm finna be busting like |
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Boom boom |
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[repeat] |
| [2nd Verse] |
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Ninety-three |
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She invited me |
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To a party in L.A. |
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So popular |
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She introduced me to |
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2Pac the next day |
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She took me to this party |
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In Beverly Hills |
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Where me and Chris Tucker |
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Couldn't get in |
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Because of our ball caps |
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And they was all about dollar bills |
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She was a G |
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And got us all in for free |
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Ran into Pac again |
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She talked about him so tough |
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I knew she was cocking him |
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But I never did hate |
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Because I knew |
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Heated sex |
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Was our fate |
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As I got clever |
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And a lot better |
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She started letting me and my boys |
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Hit together |
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Me and Pac hit the slot |
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Now it's out in the open |
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Didn't take long |
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To make her get it on |
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Came on strong |
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And Thugs Get Lonely too |
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Was our slogan |
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She wanted me |
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And Chino XL |
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But he backed off |
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And said that's hell |
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He don't dip into every female |
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Waiting to exhale |
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With a |
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Wet tail |
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Wish I could be with baby |
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Daily |
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But I recall |
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The Veteran Click saying |
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Tech |
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Don't turn a tramp into your |
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Lady |
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I don't know why |
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I want this bitch |
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She always dis and |
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Won't let me |
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Showcase my shit |
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This bitch is driving N9na |
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Crazy |
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[Hook] |
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You heard of Tech |
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He's like the best |
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He built his nest |
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In the midwest |
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And he be busting like |
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Boom boom |
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It's like I'm stuck |
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I feel I'm cursed |
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About to load the N9na |
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Tech cause in a sec |
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I'm finna be busting |
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Boom boom |
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[repeat] |
| [3rd Verse] |
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Fuck this |
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I'm ready for |
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One on one ruckus |
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Still she like |
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Don't touch this |
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When I'm alone with her |
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It's on |
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When the bone hit her |
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Get her |
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Hoeing off in L.A. |
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With my folks |
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Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz |
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L Q Max Key |
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Hella knocking your back out |
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Bitch |
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Long strokes |
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You a nympho |
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Who the pimps though |
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Me and Roger Troutman |
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Had you at Juan Momma house |
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Shouting |
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Through the talk box |
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You exhaust cocks |
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And you ought not |
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Ever get caught hot |
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Why she always gotta have the vault lock |
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Kinda mad when I really |
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Thought back |
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Me and Rza hit that ass |
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On the video set |
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Why did we hit |
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Raw |
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Bitch told us |
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How she fucked |
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Eminem |
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Kool G |
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KRS |
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Monch |
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Exhibit and |
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All |
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Type a niggas |
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When Felony fucked |
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He said |
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What what what what |
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I was next in line |
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Right after he busted his |
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Nut nut nut nut |
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I heard |
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My homey Rodney say |
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She want me and Lynch to hit |
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Sac and MO dick |
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And she said she wanted it so bad |
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Cause we so sick |
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I saw you at 92.3 |
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The Beat |
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With Jay-Z and Damon |
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I know at times |
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I'm hella complex |
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But now Imma put it in lamens |
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I wanna fuck you |
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Not with Jimmy Jam |
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Not with Terry Lewis |
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Not with Quincy Jones |
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Not with QD3 |
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Just me and you |
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And Imma show you all the things |
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That I can do |
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Go platinum plus |
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Get trapped in your lust |
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So I'm hoping me and you can |
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Bang bang |
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I know you're a groupie hoe |
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But I still |
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Want your coochie though |
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Before I go |
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I want you to tell these people |
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Your name |
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Rap Game |
