So someone take her picture, (click, click)
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So I dont forget her (click, click)
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I wish I had a Polaroid, (click, click)
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So I could remember
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(click, click)
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Yo, at a party on the hill, I popped a pill
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Threw back a shot and started to chill
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Ran into a pretty thing named Jane Bang
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She said she liked the way I handled my game,
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I said thanks, I like the way you handle my thang
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She said thanks, now thats money in the bank
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So I walked away, towards the bar,
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Bumped into a hottie named Holly in the hall,
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Could've been a mange e toi,
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But her friend never heard my music before
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So I walked outside to get a little high,
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When I got a little bump on my side from a fly
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Blue-eyed baby with sex on the mind,
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Sally's form the valley, but Sally's still fine
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Hopped in the ride, and started to drive
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She said "Whats my name?",
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I said "I dunno, Jane?"
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So someone take her picture, (click, click)
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So I dont forget her (click, click)
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I wish I had a Polaroid, (click, click)
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So I could remember (click, click)
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Yo, uh, at a party on the beach,
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I was smokin like cheech,
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Scopin out a hot piece of ass I'm a creep,
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Getting head while the radio speaks,
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Popped like the bubble in these sneaks,
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Yo Jennifer, or was it Monique,
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That chick got dolphins tattoed on her feet
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Last week, I seen a best friend
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Undressin a Madison in the westend,
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Exit, cut to breakfast,
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Eggs benidict and a fresh pearl necklace
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Legs in the air like a goddamn gymnast,
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Please God, I beg for forgiveness,
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Then she asked if I've been to Memphis,
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I said no but Im a fan of Elvis,
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Thats where I learned to move my pelvis,
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She said "Whats my name?",
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I said "Jane?"
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So someone take her picture, (click, click)
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So I dont forget her (click, click)
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I wish I had a Polaroid, (click, click)
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So I could remember (click, click)
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Yeah, yo, uh
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At a party at my crib, I cant remember what I did,
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Woke up with a semi-hard dick and a fat chick,
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Three days a week, call that a hat trick,
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But everybody knows hockey aint for black kids,
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They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick,
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Pinnin every dome in Hollywood to the matress,
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Sin in every city, LA to Manhattan
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Grinnin like Im guilty, but I dunno what happened
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So someone take her picture
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(They call me Shwayze, kinda like patrick)
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So I dont forget her
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(They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick)
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I wish I had a Polaroid
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(They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick)
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They call me Shwayze
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So someone take her picture
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So I dont forget her
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I wish I had a Polaroid
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So I could remember
|
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So someone take her picture
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So I dont forget her
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I wish I had a Polaroid
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So I could remember
|
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So someone take her picture
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So I dont forget her
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I wish I had a Polaroid
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So I could remember
|
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So someone take her picture
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So I dont forget her
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I wish I had a Polaroid
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So I could remember
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Polaroid
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Shwayze |