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La la la la la
La la la la la

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Bow! Bow!
I through the door with the raw Martin Margiela superstar status
Everything stellar, some bad bitches and some ex-drug sellers
Niggas already jealous, we in this joint like Bob and The Wailers
She already wanna pick, bitch be so over zealous
Go to the bar to get like a propeller
The bar maids name is
Im so appalled like McCartney, would you me
Am I mad? Hardly, Im here to party
One of yall to give me body Lati-fah
Niggas in the corner that ree-fa
Seen a she had bottom like a speak-er
put some hands on her like a preach-er
Hmmmm! let me take my time
She ordered Bacardi, twisted in the limelight
Seen that ass I got hindsight
She was lit shining in a fit that was tight
Bout to get 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 touch somebody
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
Code is to always stay
Aware of a cause I stay abreast
She was extra cold, Im to de-congest
This next to us was slopped and made a mess
Knocking over bar stools, I hoped that he
Im locked into my mood, Long as dude dont my groove
I wont have to take it back to high
Rewind! No need to take me in time
Keep my mind on the 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 when Im
The ladies, the ladies, a soldier of like Sade
So in love to this lady this nigga tried to play me
Saw me to slim and started acting shady
Dude got foul like in the 80s
Uh, uh, uh! You dont wanna test yo
You know who got a check up in the disco
You Hollywood. Nah nigga, Im
So I cracked his with a motherfucking bottle

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