"tell me baby" Sweet brown shuga, that's what I call female bad from the to the motherfuckin' toenails I ain't sprung, I'm just poppin' them is a female mack yeahuhmm eyes that kill the loc's are peeled your money if your game ain't real known to the ass on propa (propa) never gettin tickets from horney-ass coppas there she go, walkin the mall 4 inch pumps got her 6 tall switchin, thinkin 'bout stickin looking like she never seen a just up with her boyfriend (boyfriend) looking for a fool with a grip of (grip of ends) met one, boom, he is a young brotha in showbiz yeh big man, c.e.o. 6 o are the letters on his benzo big mack daddy, bad to the but 3 later it's on he done her to the beach rubbed her and bought baby girl a new now gone, you can't buy love without game but shuga gotcha
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She's straigh outta Encino hittin football for the c-notes (yep) picken' 'em, 'em, rarely ever kissin' 'em 'em for the bank and then quiten' them went to the Raiders game and this black with a big fat contract now she's on the side line the mackin' is on the coach calls time quick work, gotta do it so do it while the is kick'n they field goal put the number on the of a cup "the is up... it's good!" later that night the quarterbacks he's waxen' but naa the line "I don't think it's the right time" (what???) ask yourself, the mack starts buyin' moneysacks cause when the fool got to the city Western Union got busy 4 G's a week and now baby got a sittin in Redondo so the quarterback calls he wanna get naked "beep beep beep" I'll tell ya son, because you can bench press don't put ya past this you got like a straight-up sap money casue you sprung on the cat(huh) Bought 35 G's and now your got near the boots see ya, but I never been ya brown shuga done went up in ya
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starts going to the wheight room that's trouble, add more curve to the the rump is pumped for battle caught the plane to Seattle to the 206 she's for the brotha named Mix in a rental car rolled to the hood brown up to no good got my digit's, gave me a have no fear, Mix-A-Lot don't "riinnnngggg- yeah, who this?" "38-24-38 Mix" cliped on my pager, grabed my eeny miney mo and picked the number 8 car now I'm rollin' in my NSX thinkin' get some "koo-chee" met her at the mini-mart, she was in an I'm kinda thinkin' 'bout contact when we get to the Mix house I'm knockin' that cat out!!!
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