Young Money
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Kane in the building n-gga,
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[Lil Wayne]
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uhh, she got that good good,
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she Michael Jackson Bad,
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Im attracted to her,
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but attracted bad,
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you get her the matching bags,
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i get her to pack them bags,
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get straight in that taxi cab,
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come straight to my bachelor pad,
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I hate to see her go,
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but I love to watch her leave,
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but I bet she coming back,
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like she forgot her keys,
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and ill murderers because we kill time,
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she saw doctor carter and now she feel fine,
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[Gudda Gudda]
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I like the way you walking if you walking my way,
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im that red bull now lets fly away,
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lets buy a place,
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with all kinds of space,
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ill let you be the judge,
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and and Im the case,
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Im gudda gudda,
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i putta other,
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i see me with her
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no stevie wonder,
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she dont even wonder,
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cos she know she bad,
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and I got her n-gga, grocery bags,
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[Omarion - Chorus]
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Look, look at you (at you)
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bad, yes you are,
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she roll with us,
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look at how she walks,
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i like the way you talk,
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damn you know it, damn you know it,
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and she know it and she know it,
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your so, You know,
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your so, you know,
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[Nicki Minaj]
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Ok I get it, let me think,
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i guess its my turn,
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maybe its time to put this p-ssy on your sideburns,
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you say Im bad, you prol right,
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he pressing me like button downs on a friday night,
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im so pretty like, be on my pedal bike,
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lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
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be on my low scrunch,
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be on my egg and whites,
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you say Nicki dont stop you the bestest,
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and I just be coming off the top asbestos,
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[Drake]
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I love your sushi roll,
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hotter than Wasabi,
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i race for your love,
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shake and bake ricky bobby,
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Im at the W but I cant meet you at the lobby,
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girl I gotta watch my back cos Im not just anybody,
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I see em stand in line just to get beside her,
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I let her see the Aston, and let the rest surprise her,
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cos when we disappear, you need GPS to find her,
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oh that was you girl,
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I thought I recognised her,
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[Chorus]
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[Tyga]
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She like tanning,
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I like staying in,
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she like romancing,
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I like rollin with friends,
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she said Im caged in,
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I think her conscious is,
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she watching them dat oxygen,
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im watching ESPN,
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but when the shows ends she all in my skin,
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lotions, no emotions, rollarcoasting like back forth,
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hold it (hold it, hold it, hold it)
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she pose like its for posters,
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and I poke like Im supposed to,
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take this photo if you for me,
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dont you ever show this,
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im too loyal, and too focused
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to be losing and be hopeless,
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when I spoke this she rejoiced it,
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lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
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tell your words, get me open,
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so I closed it, where your clothes is?
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Im only lovin for the moment.
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[Jae Millz]
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She aint got a man, but she is not alone,
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Miss Independent, yeah she got her own,
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hey gorgeous uh I mean flawless,
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well thats what you are, how i see it,
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is how i call it, yeh
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look at how she walk,
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who knew she know she bad
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do your thing baby, i aint even mad,
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and I aint leaving fast,
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imma stay a while,
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hold your head chris,
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Imma take it down
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[Chorus]
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[End]
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Girl You Know
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