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DJ the slow jams don, never bro-ham Oh damn, smokin' Smokin' beeds in my
the beeds to the next man Put it out in the next on my day bew Now who's them pimps stay true
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And the radio recognition like a center Analyze to a nigga flow It's the with the tight shh They used to the shh
Baby girl, hit your lights See would the mic fit, say hello, some Check 1, 2, brand new And all for you
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And gators on, now who started that? Must've a po P Standing on you P a brotha makin' mo' cheese And I reach to the door the oldies
Saw me in the club night then I hope is Do you have sex? Lay in the lex 2 in effect
No on the seats Strap up the tex Just tell me you wanna do But you know a want you
Flip a penny if we to Heads or tails on the scale even if a fails I'll be losing But I'm still to haunt you
girl, come chill with me You learn a lot of skills with me Lay back and be with me money on the side
We can dine and it's supposed to be What it to me? 'Cuz you still a man to make plans to advance you
Take a chance and dance too Uh-huh, mic check, mic check, new And all for you
the AC through the vents Still ridin' the darker 10 If it don't make then it don't make sense Well, hit the and let me do my limp
I know you're for the top notch Hennessey take 2 shots, just a few drops Our pimpin nation not to Get a fade and amazed when we do
Get the to my new spot Not the old gotta new Come in pairs 2 socks Me and you against the world 2Pac
And I you got your crew locked Can we to 2 glocks Why you like your too sharp? In the get you juice-nark
Better as A to the mother fucking K And um, if it's love that he no faded, umm See I'm a and it's all mine
You dropped your man now all mine I'ma player so it time the purpose let me greet you Better yet say the and I'ma meet you
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Well, let me go to front, front to back In her face did I do Get the Philly's and the green the back Got the good game the breeze and the macks
To the mall and yes, ball, gotta dress hat with the rest Head shoes and the vest that I that I put 'em all to the test
But you can be me though You can learn as we game with a neat flow But I never play games turn pretty cheap hoes
CD's, the weed go And I love the way she ride and collide with her throat Remember me in the C A D I double L we Down the ave and the AC's
You can or do you wanna ride Get high, you and I, Mic check 1 2, and all for you
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