Look girl you sexy as you wanna be
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But you just a wanna be
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I can't help ya
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I don't love ya
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I just met ya I might shove ya
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Will I plug ya to some niggas that'll drop some change in yo purse
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Hoe what I look like I ain't no trick bitch you gone chose big pimpin first
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On God's green earth I shall not hurt
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For money food shelter or work
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Louie, Henny, Remy, or Urp
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Chicken, dimes, hoes in skirts
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Im in my truck smokin purt
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Tryna see how many flirt
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Ridin round the A.T.L. on the baddest bitch search
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Yeah I did a concert but I don't wanna talk about it
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You say like that freaky shit well freaky bitch be about it
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Or candy truck you jumped bitch you can jump up out it
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I ain't yo man so I ain't gone shout wit ya
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I'm headed to yo crib and its straight lights out wit cha
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[Chorus (2x)]
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Hey we the hype now the limelight is ours now
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Broads comin at us like they wanna fuck us right now
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[2x] Sexy, Goregous, Beautiful
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Would you do something real freaky tonight
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Now call me Bruce Lee or that pimp I got that glow I'm limelight
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How can life go wrong when I got a brainiac that swallows pipe
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She roam the streets like its halloween so tricks can trick or treat all night
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My pimpin keep them hoes hooked like I had them jays on that white
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Ridin out in a Hummer which I call a lunch box
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Standin on 26s which I call em hightops
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Candy red paint on that yeah that thang a cherry pop
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All peanut butter seats always leather never cloth
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Hoe you couldn't wipe my pimpin off if you had a rag
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yeah she knows her pops but I'm the one she calls dad
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Straight swurvin in the whip passin blunts takin drags
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Watchin dvds in the truck while she out there sellin ass
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[Chorus]
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Peanut butter, Royal Chocolate
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Caramel Jazzebell
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I offer dick you offer ass for sell
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Now you ask a player
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See me shining getting right
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Finally coming up call me pimp tight
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What you'll do for the limelight
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Them bisexuals I call em klinedikes
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Vanilla want a nut on Sunday
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Fill hot fudge in the middle of her tummy
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Butter pecan white chocolate love day
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Niggas lookin fly so remember where the hershay
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Hoes at Davana of the scanna
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Pussy split on my bannana
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Take they pic on who they gone sample
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To Michigan back down to Alabama
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Poped hypontic be the flava
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that water their jaws for the milk they shake up
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Captain save em
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A.K. just gone lace up the beat
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to be a suckas favorite
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Top it off for the celebration
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After I bang her i'll let you cake her
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You were too seet she needed a banga
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Make her melt let it drip through her fangers
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Sexy, Goregous, Beautiful
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Would you do something real freaky tonight
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Now I'm in the limelight
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This rose gold bring plenty dikes
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They come around to service me because they know I lay the pipe
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I'm running wit the king we in different cities every night
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Broads strippin out they clothes before the D.J. pass the mic
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Puerto Rican mama citas, Asian bitches mixed wit white
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They come to see the P$C in many skirts and see threw tops
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I love this life
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Thats main reason I ain't settle down ain't got no wife
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I'm down wit the squad
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Done wit the hard
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I be pimpin these hoes for the rest of my life
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Sexy women freaky ladies
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Squeezin T.I.P.'s Mercedes
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Kissin women, eatin ladies, lick em till they drikin babies
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Like Rick James was in the 80s young and rich and livin crazy
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Kisha, Kim, Mari, and Kayla
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Love to keep the reefa blazin
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And the new and immitated
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Lou thats hollow point fim thats playin
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Actually they demonstratin
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Orally Administratin
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Conversation here em sayin
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Pills'll make you fill amazing
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Wish I could do this everday
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Anticipaten this occaision
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[Chorus]
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Limelight
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T.I. |