Everybody's in the major leagues
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Ain't nobody wanna be straight up
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I see the hotties on the way to work
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They be waiting outside the club
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See Samantha got a glass of wine
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And in the corner she be laggin' behind
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To the ladies room to powder her lines
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She be feeling like dyn-o-mite
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Jizzable jazz, how could it be passed
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So come move that ass
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I know what you wanna do
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She's looking for a phat wad
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Lord of a god you look good
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Premonitions saved for later
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'Cause for now we're understood
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A me oh my God ya look so fine
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I can't touch you 'cause you're bonafide
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A me oh my God ya look so fine
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I can't touch you 'cause you're bonafide
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A Virginia Slim, can I get in
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I'll take you for a ride in the back of my jeep
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I got hills in the back that are plenty steep
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And you can do it 'cause you're bonafide
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Yes all the eyes that be staring at me
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Is it because I got my Rover outside
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See I just don't understand
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Is that you think you can play me fly
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No I don't think so girl
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I've been through it many times before
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I got a tight poket book
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And you know I ain't open it up for no ---
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Jizzable jazz, how could it be passed
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So come move that ass
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I know what you wanna do
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You're lookin' for a phat wad Lord of a god
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I don't have it for you
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So honey baby what you gonin' do
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[Chorus:]
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A me oh my God ya look so fine
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I can't touch you 'cause you're bonafide
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A me oh my God ya look so fine
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I can't touch you 'cause you're bonafide
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A Virginia Slim, can I get in
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I'll take you for a ride in the back of my jeep
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I got hills in the back that are plenty steep
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And you can do it 'cause you're bonafide
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Look into my eyes
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Tell me what you see
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I'm not pretentious
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I invent this vibe you feel
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Bonafide
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| Jon B |
