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[8 Yeah.. What'chu talkin 'bout, what'chu think you Why you walkin out, where you think you You actin you didn't, you knew what I was doin 3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew where I was Straight to my spot, a in the city Stopped and picked up pretty on the freeway suckin titties You in the bed sleepin, I that I was workin You smile when you see me but inside you was The and the clothes, whatever that you asked me I was takin of you, I thought that you was happy Out of town, 'round, all-star, Superbowl A-T-L, City, tippin big dick hoes Panties on the back seat, I don't know whose that is Condoms and numbers, I don't know whose shit that is F'real, you know when I realized I was wrong When I wrote the words to this
unnamed singer] Just tell me why baby, did I did I ever did I ever let you go baby Cause I love you cause I love you cause I really you so baby Baby, woo - it's the very last that I'll let you down I won't make the same mistakes
Yeah, since way I was a mag-a-net for pretty women And up in the city where they exercise their pimpin I fight daily, I could be in Paris chillin With somethin young, eager talent, they ready and I get a lot of phone numbers but don't really 'em I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out here ballin I know you me, laid up with these other women Most of the I'm not, occasionally I get 'em Who was that woman lookin at me up in Lock in the sexual fantasy, her hot But back to the subject, the I really loved it Mental, emotional, couldn't put nothin it But unturned stone you had to touch it 'em over, look what you found, now you disgusted But before I leave, me in my eye Don't cry, lie..
[8 You and me, full of that, weed and cog-nac You how I lick it then, put the dick up in your back There you go, talkin 'bout, what you know, who done that saw me trickin some-where with one of yo' friends Did you see me do it NO, do you know that shit fo' Who you gon' me, or them ol' meddlin hoes Daaaamn, I of all the shit I put you through This a lonely and, sometimes I be missin you
I got a of gas to burn up, turn up the radio Baby hit your girls, go tell 'em c'mon get to go We headed fo', somewhere, in and very low key No interruptions, no cell phones, no Just you and me, sippin up on some Makin sure we finish the whole, cup to the end it be meant to be chemistry between us and though you saw the in my Beamer..
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