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作词 : Carter, Cox, Elliot, Mitchell ... |
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(feat. Jay-Z, Twista & Missy Elliott) |
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[Jay-Z] |
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R-O-C |
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Memph Bleek |
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Jigga man |
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Missy, Twista sho' nuff |
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Yeah, yo |
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Don't get mad at me |
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I don't love 'em I ******* 'em |
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I don't chase 'em I duck 'em |
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I replace 'em with another one |
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You had to see she keep calling me BIG |
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(And another one!) |
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And my name is Jay-Z |
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She was all on my ************ |
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Gradually I'm taking over your ************ |
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Coming over your ************t |
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Got my feet up on you sofas, man |
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I mean a hostess for my open hand |
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You coming home to dishes and empty soda cans |
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I got your ************ up in my Rover man |
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I never kiss her, I never hold her hand |
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In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man |
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I'mma pimp her, it's over man |
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When I twist her in the Gold sedan |
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Like I'm Goldie man, you're ************ chose man |
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Jigga man, iceberg with the frozen hands |
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wedding bands don't make it rosy man |
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[Missy] |
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Oh is that your chick |
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Why she all in his six? |
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With her hand on his ************ |
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Keep licking her lips |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she all in his ride? |
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With her hand on his thigh |
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Keep looking in his eyes |
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Oh is that your chick? |
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You better tell her chill |
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While you all in his grill |
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Don't you know that man kill? |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she beeping him? |
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Keep praising him? |
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Cause that's Bleek and them, trick |
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[Memphis Bleek] |
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Yo check it now, yo, yo |
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Your hoe chose I |
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I ain't gonna lie |
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What I look like turnin' down chocha |
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Drove by, smokin' lye |
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Recognize a pimp, open your eyes |
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Hop in the passenger side of the ride |
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Damn Bleek, can't speak |
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Uh-huh, okay, what's up, SHUT UP |
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And close the door |
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Act like you been in the drop top |
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On the open road before |
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Fix your weave, then fix me |
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Ever gave head doing 160? |
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Ever seen a pair of kicks this crispy |
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How you love how the white wife beater fit me |
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M-dot, him hot, them not |
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(That's gangsta) |
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[Missy] |
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Oh is that your chick |
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Why she all in his six? |
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With her hand on his ************ |
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Keep licking her lips |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she all in his ride? |
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With her hand on his thigh |
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Keep looking in his eyes |
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Oh is that your chick? |
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You better tell her chill |
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While you all in his grill |
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Don't you know that man kill? |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she beeping him? |
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Keep praising him? |
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Cause that's Bleek and them, trick |
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[Twista] |
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Tha Jigga and Twista got 'em screaming |
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Like a demon fiending for the ****** |
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Chrome gleaming like the dome off Keenan |
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Gone while I'm leanin' smoking |
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I'm whip it in the stomach |
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Your ************ on the passenger side of me fla************ng your money |
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Why you acting so funny? |
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You know she been flirting while your working |
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Behind the curtain knuckles jerking for certain |
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Poppin' that ************ |
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Sweatin' till no fluid is left |
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When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death |
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You gon' ruin your rep |
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Trippin' while we pimpin' these hefers |
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Playa lectures got me ************ning like a new Gator stepper |
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Must have been mad |
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When your ho put my stuff in the dash |
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Bust in her ass |
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To climax I come up with a nab |
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The game don't stop |
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Legit ballers bending up the block |
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*******s ru************ng, coming at us cause of status and props |
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Sucking and ******g, loving it when I put tha ************ up inside her |
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Can't help it if she yellin' with a ridah |
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[Missy] |
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Oh is that your chick |
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Why she all in his six? |
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With her hand on his ************ |
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Keep licking her lips |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she all in his ride? |
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With her hand on his thigh |
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Keep looking in his eyes |
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Oh is that your chick? |
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You better tell her chill |
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While you all in his grill |
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Don't you know that man kill? |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she beeping him? |
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Keep praising him? |
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Cause that's Bleek and them, trick |
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[Jay-Z] |
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Yo, yo |
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Why you home alone, why she out with me? |
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Room 112, hotel balcony |
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How she say Jay you can call the house for me? |
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There's no respect at all |
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You betta check her dawg |
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She keep beggin' me to hit it raw |
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So she can have my kids and say it was yours |
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How foul is she? And you wifed her |
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************t, I put the rubber on tighter |
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Sent her home, when she entered home |
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You hugged her up |
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What the ******* is up? |
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She got you whipped, got your kids |
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Got your home, but that's not your ************ |
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You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl |
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It'll make 'em sick that his favorite chick |
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Ain't saving it, unfaithful ************ |
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[Missy] |
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Oh is that your chick |
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Why she all in his six? |
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With her hand on his ************ |
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Keep licking her lips |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she all in his ride? |
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With her hand on his thigh |
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Keep looking in his eyes |
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Oh is that your chick? |
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You better tell her chill |
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While you all in his grill |
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Don't you know that man kill? |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she beeping him? |
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Keep praising him? |
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Cause that's Bleek and them, trick |
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[Memphis Bleek] |
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Yo how dumb the pimp? |
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I heard he trick |
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Bought a new five, maybe a six |
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Copped that for his new down ************ |
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And I was digging that down since '96 ************t |
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Memph man I'll take your ************ |
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Let her do her thing, give brain in the whip |
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And you know how it go when it come to the hoes |
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She can do the same thing to the clique you know |
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Your hoe chose, don't get mad at me |
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Got your wife callin' me daddy |
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Put her out on the street let her get that cheese |
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My bad is that your freak |
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But you know how a thug do |
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When a ******* hit that, it's ******* you |
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Keep it snug, tre deuce in the boot |
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*******s wanna act, get a mother******' slug too |
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[Missy] |
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Oh is that your chick |
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Why she all in his six? |
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With her hand on his ************ |
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Keep licking her lips |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she all in his ride? |
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With her hand on his thigh |
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Keep looking in his eyes |
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Oh is that your chick? |
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You better tell her chill |
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While you all in his grill |
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Don't you know that man kill? |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she beeping him? |
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Keep praising him? |
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Cause that's Bleek and them, trick |
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[Jay-Z] |
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Cool out homie |
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You betta keep her away from my balling clique |
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Keep her out of nightclubs all in the mix |
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From hanging out with chicks who be swallowing ************s |
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From catz who order Cris play the floor with the Knicks |
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That can only lead to something unfortunate |
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Hot boy like Jigga man scorch your ************ |
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Play the floor dot Jigga man go first |
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Then we all rock cause we all hot |
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You know the boys from the Roc got them whores on lock |
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Got them ******* in the smash |
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Making yours drive fast |
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Cause we get more cash than the average ******* |
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All dem hoes like damn I gotta have this ******* |
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Cause I'mma hot black, how in the hell can you stop that |
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You would ******* mine |
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How the hell can you knock that? |
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I'm just playing the cards choosenly |
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Jigga man who ya supposed to be? |
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[Missy] |
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Oh is that your chick |
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Why she all in his six? |
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With her hand on his ************ |
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Keep licking her lips |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she all in his ride? |
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With her hand on his thigh |
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Keep looking in his eyes |
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Oh is that your chick? |
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You better tell her chill |
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While you all in his grill |
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Don't you know that man kill? |
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Is that your chick? |
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Why she beeping him? |
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Keep praising him? |
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Cause that's Bleek and them, trick |