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I hit it, I did it I it And we did it, and we did it, and we did it, and we did it Say g'in (g'in? ) g'in But they beg for more and that's for sure I hit it, I did it I admit it, I never it Sup doe, sup doe, sup doe! Supdoder the I "what's the " her I g'd her
Now, the niggas don't say "what up love" or "yo" We see a thing and be like "sup doe!" She prob'ly it if you keep your body fitted If you bumming no money she bouncin' like somebody shitted But that's cool though, in the rules bro Win or lose there's always else to choose yo That's the case in rat race Whether she and pretty or bangin' with a wack face, i Met a broad on the street, she call her denise Sportin' a nautica fleece Ha, that's cute prob'ly her man's That'll stop me the day I see on land float Put in your hand wrote the phone number a week and two days passed Plus wanna now Supdoder, I "stammine'd" her I g'd her
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