(Chorus)
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If you really dig me, and you think I'm jiggy
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Come on shorty let me know
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We can get together, we can do whatever
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But you cant get no dough
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(Verse 1)
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Yo, since the Mona video you been trackin' me down
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tryin' to figure out how I lookin'perso-nal, Baby
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forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks
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the three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga
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we look at things through the big lens, big picture
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big Benz we try and make CEO ends,
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the thick chicks love us, big dick style niggas
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Cristal niggas, ya'll finesse this quick style niggas
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you didn't love me when my name was Sean
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Now you should see how bitches act when the Benjamins come on
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but I ain't hatin' em, you gotta love the ways females play
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Quickly use a neglige to getta get-away
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Five stars where the willies stay, and Sheek pay for nothing
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but thats what ya'll herbs get for frontin'
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I spend wild chips gettin' drunk up in the China
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Club, while you up in Skate Key wit a minor
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(Verse 2)
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I know she wit it, I betta brick I could hit it
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Black tie affair I gotta fresh pair of British
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Ice Berg shirts with Ice along with it
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turquoise, 9-11 Porsche and it's tinted
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but honey got alot of jazz, You gotta philly
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You gotta bag, then she went inside the Prada bag
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Blew two and she said it was choice, like my voice
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my thug style made her cat moist
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that's the realest shit I heard, that's my word
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Regardless who she fucked, I'm the nigga she deserves
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I put her on the hole in Jerz, rockin' furs
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different ways to speak without using words
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And even though she proper I still gotta drop her
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Cuz Sheek dont like her, had a dream that he shot her
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I cant buy you ascotta, you get nada
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I'm the bounce with a chick that look a little bit hotter
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(Chorus)
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They was never mine for me to dump em
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its just like checkers, after they make a move then I jump em
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It's like this girlfriend I'm a keep it real,
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every nigga with a deal ain't able to peel
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I'm a Bad Boy so I'm caked up with whips
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And guess what, I got more nuts than chips
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And they gon' melt right in your mouth
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not in your hand, You know that you aint my girl
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I'm not your man
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But do you still wanna lick me?
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or is cause I'm a six figgy niggy, and I know Biggie
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and I dont mess with no fat ladies
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but if you pay like you weigh then you can stay baby
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PJ slide to tha mo like that
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with this honey named trout cuz she blow like that
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and when we finish dont look at me like I owe nothin'
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cuz if you really dig then let me know something
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(Chorus 2X)
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(extra verse of album "If You Think I'm Jiggy" by the Lox)
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Styles:
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It's a drunk laid out in the V.I.P., can't talk about a 3 on 3
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Heard a freak ask Sheek "Big Luch why don't you pee on me?"
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And her friend is tellin' Jay "I hold a key on me."
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And I'm laughin' to myself, I got a key on me
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And they friend in my ear like Lean On Me
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Told her to get some bare backs and cream on me...
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Sheek:
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Yeak Sheek holler to these mommies "Ven aqui..."
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Gas 'em up easily and take 'em home with me
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Who respect this, can't keep her hands off my necklace
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If it's good, next week I'll put her on the guest list...
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Jadakiss:
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This goes out to all ya'll
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There's too many names to call but ya'll know who ya'll are
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See me at the bar all eyes on the R...
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O-L to the E-X, sip the Henny and VS
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112 sex styles baby, maybe we can fall in the L.O.X. files
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You betta believe we all scorin', yeah
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We can dance all night and do whatever all mornin'...ha ha...yeah...
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CHORUS (2x)
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If You Think I'm Jiggy
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The LOX |