(feat. Cutty, Sean Paul)
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[Lil' Jon]
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Hey! Hey! Rich Boy... Lil' Jon (what's up Polow?)
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It's a lot of motherfuckin' bad bitches in this motherfucker (uh-huh)
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I think I'mma walk over to one of them motherfuckers and tell 'em this
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[Chorus - Sean Paul & Cutty]
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)
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(Picture you naked in the back of my Chevy)
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[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]
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The cars, the clothes, the hoes, I know that
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That purp, that kush, that dro, we blow that
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we popp-in', rollin', drinkin', smokin'
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Puffin', passin' now, we chokin'
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The pa-parazzi, snap, and shoot me
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The Prada, the Louis, the Fendi, and the Gucci
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The diamonds so big she tell a nigga "look daddy"
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A nigga so jealous that he don't wanna look at me
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Nigga look at me (why ya knockin'?)
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We ballin' and shoppin' them bottles poppin'
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The rims, the paint, the ride, so fly
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The twen-ty eights, be sit-tin' high
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The lows, the highs, the mids, the tweeters
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Bang-in' hard, you hear, my speakers
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(Boom boom boom boom) the trunk be knockin'
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The bit-ches strip-pin', lean-in' rockin'
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[Chorus 2 - Sean Paul & (Cutty)]
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)
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(Picture you naked in the back of my Bentley)
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[Verse 2 - Rich Boy]
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We ball, we shine, we all, be grindin'
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My chain, my rang, you see, the diamonds
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We leanin', sip-pin', drankin', pourin'
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Prometh-azine, that pur-ple ocean
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So what it do, ya know, ya boy
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Ya know, I got-ta keep, that toy
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So pass the K, I make, 'em feel me
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These nig-gas hat-in', tryin' to kill me
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The seats in the ride like peanut butter and jelly
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The pedal to the flo', I'm bossin' in the Chevy
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Ooh, what it be like baby? Show me
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Some hoes wanna blow me but they, don't even know me
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My jewel-ry sick, it's so, contagious
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You see, my wrist, the shit, outrageous
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Mon-te Carlos, and Impalas
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Mon-ey, rub-berbands and dollars
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[Chorus 3 - Sean Paul & Cutty]
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number girl?)
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What it do? What it be like? (Can I get ya telephone number baby?)
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(Meant to be naked, we were meant to be naked)
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What It Do
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Rich Boy |