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La la la la la
La la la la la

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Bow! Bow!
I came through the door with the raw Martin Margiela superstar
stellar, with some bad bitches and some ex-drug sellers
Niggas already jealous, we in joint like Bob Marley and The Wailers
She wanna pick, bitch dont be so over zealous
Go to the bar to get around a propeller
The bar maids name is
Im so appalled like McCartney, you record me
Am I mad? Hardly, Im here to party
One of yall to me body like Lati-fah
Niggas in the corner that ree-fa
Seen a girl she had like a speak-er
put some hands on her like a preach-er
Hmmmm! let me take my time
She ordered Bacardi, getting in the limelight
Seen that ass I got hindsight
She was lit shining in a fit that was tight
to get that invite to a night over Egypt
She You rap? Yea mummy
Im Tutankhamun kicking it, spending this rap

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Feels so
I wanna touch
So go, go
Wanna feel you close, keep

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La la la la la, how you it

2]
She was all couture, in a Tom
Security guard let me in cause Im
Of finesse, the under, the rings, the
is to always stay fresh
Aware of a chest cause I abreast
She was extra cold, Im here to
This next to us was slopped and made a mess
Knocking over bar stools, I hoped he carpooled
Im locked into my mood, Long as dude disturb my groove
I wont have to take it back to high
Rewind! No need to me back in time
my mind on the grind and the great feline
Cause whats in front of me is this
Up north shes thick, down south fine
Tuned in to what Im
Im so unassuming Im pursuing
The ladies, the ladies, a soldier of like Sade
So in to this lady when this nigga tried to play me
Saw me talking to slim and started shady
Dude got like crack in the 80s
Uh, uh, uh! You dont wanna this yo
You know who got a check up in the disco
You Hollywood. Nah nigga, Im
So I cracked his head a motherfucking bottle

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