Son you smell that? What's that?
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I smell pussy. Is that you Irv?
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I smell pussy. Is that you Ja?
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I smell pussy. Is that you Black?
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I smell pussy. Is that you Tah?
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Y'all niggas is pussy
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I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me)
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Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me)
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You niggas get so emotional (emotional)
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You remind me of my bitch.
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It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe,
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But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her)
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My old relations just make it harder for me to except her....
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as my own she tries to tie up my phone and (phone and)
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I'm not at home she's thinkin' that I'm not alone probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street
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I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but see
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it's hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me mami
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I'm not your regular nigga I know the game (I know the game)
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But I don't play by the rules I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'll never lose
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See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22's
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Say I confuse you play little tricks with your head
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Catchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bed
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I'm not here to tease you mislead you or mess up your dreams (nah)
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I can't say I love you I dont know what that means
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I'ma pimp.
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[Chorus: (x2)]
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Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
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Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
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And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
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Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
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[Verse 2:]
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When I first met her
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I did anything to get her (what?)
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Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh)
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Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up
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but couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up
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She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane
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That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain
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A pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prison
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Sing-sing is where he biddin'
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She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels
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Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil
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Moter bike and grams of fish scale
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It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frills
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Turnin' young niggas with princables to old men with debts
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And all the prank calls was death threats that bitch had the best sex
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All across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control
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[Chorus: (x2)]
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Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
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Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
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And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
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Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
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[Verse 3:]
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I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'll miss me (miss me)
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or do you miss the Don Perion and the Cristy
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I'm fuckin' with you
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I'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyes
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Later on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby)
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Sweet heart your book smart and street smart (uh huh)
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I knew you was my type from the very very start (yeah)
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I'm into tongue kissin' and four play all day
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Mama ain't home so the noise is okay
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O.D.B you know he like it the raw way
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Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck
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Now you learnin' (whoo)
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The Lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin'
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My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin'
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Whether we're just kickin' it or sexin' (uh huh) I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection (Yeah)
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So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and
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When niggas get out of line I check them man
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[Chorus: (x2)]
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Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
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Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
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And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
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Take me to extasy without taking Extasy
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Yeah
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Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv
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Runnin' around takin' pictures like you Puff Daddy and the family mothafucka
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And that bitch Charli Baltimore bitch look like she died last week pale as fuck
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Paint her hair red think she gone sell records tryin' to impersonate Pink and shit bitch
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Punk ass mothafuckas
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All you mothafuckas get wrote on nigga
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Ain't no mothafuckas leave her alone cause she a bitch fuck that nigga.
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Fuck all of it but not you Ashanti baby you know how I feel about you baby (kiss) come on come here girl
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Come o |