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Ayo baby, come over here |
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Lemme, let me holla at you for a minute(I am your conscience) |
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Nah, nah, |
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I'm saying f'real, come over here |
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Nah f'real let me, lemme holla at you f'real, no, no bullshit(I am making a total ass of myself) |
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Fuck nah(I am your conscience) |
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Ayo check it out, ay umm |
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You wanna go to the |
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Waffle House, get some food?(I just did another pick-up line that didn't go over) |
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No, what the fuck you mean no? |
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I'm sayin yo, |
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I'm aight(Maybe I should tell her what a famous rapper I am)(Yeah, that'll get her on my side) |
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I'm Phonte from |
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Little Brother, you heard, you know me |
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Can't stop, won't stop(She's never heard of me, wow what a surprise)(I am your conscience) |
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Aight look okay maybe you got a bad mouth |
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Aight, whatever for, |
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I'm just saying |
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Now don't, don't make a nigga go home tonight man |
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I, I(Maybe you should just say something nice to her and, wrap it up) |
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I, I mean, |
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I'm just saying like you looking good, knahmsaying(You're not fucking tonight) |
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Don't let a nigga go home alone tonight(I am your conscience) |
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Parking lot pimps, 9 out of 10 more parking lot simps |
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Ladies want lobster but settle fo' shrimps |
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Dikembe Mutombo, blocking all attempts |
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Niggas ain't pimps |
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Tugging elbows |
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When you walk by, compliment you on your toes |
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Heard all the cons now listen to the pros |
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Knew you looked girl that's just the way it goes |
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As if you didn't know; |
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I saw you at the bar |
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I'm leaning on this |
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Escalade, but it ain't my car |
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When you gon' recognize |
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I'm something like a star |
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My crib down the street, we ain't gotta go far |
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I know I sound wrong, but |
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I'm just being real |
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No games, aim is to tell you how |
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I feel, trying to cop a feel |
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Me and you backseat, |
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I just wanna chill |
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If looks could kill, first name would be |
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BillOut on a |
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Friday night, fake smiles and flashing lights |
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Where do all the lonely people go when the party's over? |
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Everybody is your friend, |
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I hope this never ends |
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Cause I don't know where lonely people go when the party's over(And the people go) |
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The milk's gone bad, the bees flew |
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SouthThe honey's all gone and the birds talking 'bout |
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They ain't hanging out 'cause they gotta go to work |
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One just had a daughter, one gotta go to church |
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I think I need to work on me 'cause it hurts |
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To see every weekend eating all my paystub |
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Always trying to impress these niggas |
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With expensive-ass liquor |
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I don't even like the taste of |
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I think it's sickening |
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Things we do to see and be seen on the scene |
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We seem to love it, so lost when the lights go off |
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We sit and we often wonder what's the meaning of it |
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It's like nobody want to live they life |
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They just wanna re-enact the same scene every night |
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Everybody's selling fantasies, no matter what the price |
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Like I'll love you forever, but forever ends tonight |
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This is the last call, for the jump off express |
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All potential passengers |
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Please leave your pride and dignity in the parking lot |
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And come holla at the nigga in the red '93 |
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CivicOne deluxe pass, on the jump off express gets you |
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One meal at the 24 hour restaurant of your choice |
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Followed by 15 minutes of passion on my momma futon |
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Those with self-esteem need not apply |
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Shit, I think |
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I'm just go on hit up this cookout on |
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Capital Boulevard |
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Go on get me a fancy, banana pudding shake |
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And a side of hush puppies |
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Just call it a goddamn night man, it's over |