| Yeah, 2 Pistols…
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| T-Pain, «She Got It»
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| Ahhhh, YEAHH
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| Yeahhh, HEY~!
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| I know she got it cause she lookin at me like she want it (want it)
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| She drop it low, make me wanna throw some D’s on it (HEY~!)
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| Whatever it is you cain’t stop it
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| Cause she get low, when she on that pole, and that lets me know
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| She got it (she got it) she got it (she got it)
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| She got it (she got it) she got it (she got it)
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| Ooooooooh! |
| (she got it) she got it (she got it)
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| Whoahh (she got it) shor-tay (she.got.it)
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| Ay, supermodel, lemme holla at you for a second…
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| Excuse moi, let me talk to you for a second
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| Lil' mama so fine she got the whole squad sweatin
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| Damn, how you fit all that in them jeans?
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| Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink (drink)
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| Young boss baby, I treat’cha treat’cha to the finer things
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| The neck bling, wrist bling, wedding ring — nah~! |
| I’m playin
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| Might light you neck or your wrist
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| But’cha gotta ride nice dick and uhh, take trips with the bricks
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| She got it (she got it) she got it (she got it) that’s what Pain said
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| Them other niggas lame man, lil' mama I got the game plan
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| 2 Pistols, me and you boss
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| I make it happen while they talk, ridin 6's while they walk
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| Ooooh (HEY!) ooooh (HEY!)
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| She got it (she got it) —
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| Ooooh (HEY!) ooooh (HEY!)
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| She got it (she got it) —
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| Shorty know she’s got it (HEY!) got it, got it (HEY!)
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| She got it (she got it) —
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| Shorty know she’s got it (HEY!) got it, got it (HEY!)
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| She got it (she got it) — {she.got.it)
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| Damn she bad (damn she bad) damn she thick (yes indeed)
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| Five foot five, hazel eyes, redbone you da shit
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| Make a nigga wanna stop and stare, I just wanna pull your hair
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| Freaky shit, kinky shit, but we don’t need to take it there
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| I’m a young boss girl, let me upgrade ya
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| He’s a worker, I get work out, what you 'bout girl
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| Trips to Venice (Venice) what’s the bid’ness
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| Bet this, Swiss your digits, and the rest is history
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| I see my superwoman, nobody cain’t do it like she can
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| And she got it, I’m tellin you like nobody YEAH
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| And I love the way she talk them lames out they dreams
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| Bestest thing in fresh Louis with the matching jeans
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| And I love the tatted down baby, I’m your fit
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| Can I be yo' appetizer, yo just her and me
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| Oh, she’s on tonight, the baddest in the club
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| I grab that ass when she give me a hug cause |