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[Andre 3000 chorus in back saying "I choose you babe!"]

So, I a text to a girl I used to see
Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I be
And I apologize if this message you down
Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see town and
I hate to see y'all but I'd rather see her smiling
Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no
maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy
Give up all this cat thats in my lap no lookin back
Spaceships dont come equipped with mirrors
They dip as as they can
The is now ripped
Im so a Pip, Im Gladis Knight
So the light the sun would not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon high, the broom
Like a premie out the
My partner yellin "Too soon! do it! Reconsider!
Read some litera - ture on the
You Fuck it
You we got your back like chiroprac - tic
If bitch do you dirty
we'll her ass out as in detergent
Now hurry hurry, go on to the
I know you aint a but pimp remember what I taught ya
Keep heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Aye, keep heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, girls is smart
Play your
your part"

C:]
Sweet
My bitch a choosey lover, never without a rubber
Never in the sheets, it on top of the cover
on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top hoes get the most, not the lesser
like to fuck for 40 dollars in the club
fucking up the game, bitch you gets no
She be country givin all that she got
A thousand a pop, Im pullin off the lot
I smashed up the one, bought me a red
Every we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Some hoes wanna choose but bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you aint a you a fairy

Ooooooohhh
I choose you

B:]
Baby you been rollin solo, time to get down the team the grass greener on that other side if you know what I mean
I'll you shit you've never seen
The 7 of the world
And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my
I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that aint my style
Need a real street stalker to walk a mile
We piling up the paper on the room table
Cause you able to realize I'm the and not a fable
We precious sable, keep that chilla on the rack
What I look like with thousand dollar shit up on my back
Im a million dollar mack, a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin in your life, your daddy get rich
as A B C, simple as 1 2 3
Get down UGK, Pimp C, B U N B
Cause whats a hoe with no pimp, and whats a pimp no hoe
Dont be a lame, you know the game and how it
We tryin to get

OOOooooohhh
I you girl

[Big
Eni mini with precision I pick
Or make my on who I choose to be with
Girl touch my protection, I know you want it to slip
But slippin is I dont do, tippin for life? (Mmm mmm!)
Thats like makin it
Every on schedule (mmmHhmm!) Let me tell you
Get your parasol umbrella its gonna get wetter
prepare you for the C-support
She supposed to spend it on that but we see she dont
[Chopped &
Ask ask Paul McCartney the lawyers stop the
slaughter of them pockets, had to tie her to a rocket
Send her outer space, I know he wish he could
Cause he payin 20K a day, that b****is eating
Like an infant on a double D titty just plump
Cause he miscalculated the next to the last
& Screwed]
Dump Dump in the gut, raw the giddy up
chose the right one or pick pick the kiddies up

Ooooohhhhh
I you girl

I you baby