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Aiyyo, a little story ghetto situation
a girl I met who had many temptations
She was so fly, get high, understood
Big-ass, big and straight out the hood

Yo, aiyyo, I woke up early took a and a yawn
Had a 2 o'clock appointment with this girl name
She ain't the Avon lady but her beauty was
Right before she went to rest she had me singin' this

She must be a lady
And a exciting girl, I don't know
She had the switchin'
See her in the club you hear others chicks

But quit to bust a bitch ass and shit
See she did twelve months over a
Not, no crab shit, got bagged the mag
Taxi cab

was hangin' out her panties with no where to stash it
It was
Nowadays shes laid back, helpin' me my rap
Only pink and smoked salmon where she her cat

everything
Diamond cut like Johnny Lex collar
glass bowls in her cat clothes
'Cause crazy stacks finicky

Her kittin drink spring
naps near her jewelry box
She with all the rings
And when she out the tub it's like an ill flick caramel skin

Bath and body leave the whole room lit
Cinnamon candles, sweet side, they on mode
Paint her on the bed slow, watchin' me
robe on her body, peak, sippin' ass
She a perfect ten in my wildest Dawn

Aiyyo, she gotta be
Waitin' on my sweet pecan Rican La Shawn
my taffy down when I'm gone
Three fourths of her body always with clothes

That's why I'm her candy and suckin' her toes
sexy La Shawn, she got body like what's goin' on
On some Marvin gay like lets get it on
Sugar, get it on

Ayo, she a in the rough, black rose in the hood
I love my queen and she treat me good, fuck for me
She stash me out the feds come lookin' for me
I'm not on her or beatin' on her

I spend the on her
We on the block the bills start creepin' on her
She right there it gets sticky
She strict to the vicky's

And a fly aviator the of sky
God on her Indian chick with cat eyes
Mad with the fat thighs
Plus her guns for the
Would straight leave her if she

Yo, my girls the bomb, intelligent
Sky blue Louis Vuitton, leg muscles, deep
Body is soft, she smell like a new born
Pretty feet, ass, nice shoes on

The sunshine for my quiet
the food warm while I'm gone
It won't be long I'm back to my
Sweet butter pecan Rican La
Hit me up baby, P.S.

Aiyyo, aiyyo, I woke up in the morning drunk off the Henn
Had a 3'oclock appointment with girl name Jen
You know Jen from a hundred and ten, she the Lex Coupe
Part time fashion designer she work for Jet

Pretty young thing with a body vida
Ass off the meter, Eva medenez Medenezlook, strut a diva
Leave her shine fine, blow like dimes of a Cheeba
She like it from behind, slow grind, sometimes her feet up

Ms. Applebum Bottom, thick as a Roman column
Raw dick it down, love me, if I'm holdin' condoms!
'Cause she my bitch, the only cat that I
Throwin' that ass like Ciara on the top of that

Latin decent, velor suit with the print
Peppermint flared panties with the clips
Tattoo of a small on her inner thigh
Even at my loneliest times you Jen will ride

Whether Jen, Don or Shawn it's the same
a girl I met who had many temptations
She was so fly, get high, understood
Big-ass, big brains and out the hood