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(House of hits ya'll. . . for the ladies. . . Capone Bone. . . Marley
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Marl)
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If you want it you can lick from the front
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If you want it . . .
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I like your stockings stretch socks even your Reeboks
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Thug you out take you on tour learn all the weed spots
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We can sip wine bump and grind on the slow mo
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But on the d low I heard your man was a homo
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We can combine just like two five and DoLo
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Tell me where to put it like solo
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Meet me at 702 I like your steelo
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Now boo face it, you're bangin' to your ankle bracelet
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I went against the grain when I said I'd never taste it
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You work all day come home ready for foreplay
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Your favourite dish, harmony grits and fish saute
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You love a thug boo, highly impressed by my tattoo
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Slim cut, walk with a strut keepin' it natural
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Your physical frame is like a Jada Pinkett
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I like to hear you moan, spank it grab your X and O anklet
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Freak off
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hook: "If you want it you can lick from the front
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If you want it
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If you want it you can lick from the front"
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Sick and tired of your wannabe thug he got you heated
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Knowin' that you need it but he's still afraid to eat it
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Friday night you tell him that you out with the girls
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But you're honin' in my world gettin' bent till you hurl
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I got the fireplace, bearskin rug so kick your feet out
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Hit me on a hit bay hundred I got the weed out
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Hydro keep it on low now bust the weed out
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Slide off the DKNY's so I can eat out
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Jump inside a jet black 5 or watch you speed out
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Adrenaline got you open like a stack of Benjamin's
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Then back to the Ben agains to eatin' pasta with Dominicans
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Eat it up
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(hook)
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Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
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Live niggas in the back say just a little
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Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
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Live niggas in the back, shake just a little . . .
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capone bone
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