| Seen you in the club, doing the rub-a-dub
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| Looking for some trouble having fun
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| Laughing, giggling, with your ass wiggling
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| Thinking to myself, hell yeah she’s the one
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| Young and tender, slender, far from Ugly-
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| Lovely- female gender
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| I send ya a drink from across the bar, wink-wink, I’m feeling up to par
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| So I approach you, like I’m supposed to
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| Cause you’re the type I like to get close to
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| Go back to my chateaus
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| For a late night night snack sip a little Merlot
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| Blackened salmon salad with croûtons
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| Conversate 'til dawn on a fifty dollar futon
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| Me and you 'til the sunrise
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| I’m looking in your eyes, thinking of your thighs
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| Hey baby do you think maybe
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| That one day you could be my lady?
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| You look good, can you cook?
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| Let me put your number in my phone book
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| First date, large, it look great
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| Five star spot, five hundred a plate
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| Play the role like I’m ballin'
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| Your body callin'
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| So I spend a little Cash Money like a nigga from New Orleans
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| I see you fallin' for the old Fatlip charm
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| Feelin my arm, checking my strength
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| Feeling my leg
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| Checking my length, uh
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| Hot damn you a dime like one tenth of a dollar
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| Lookin' like a young Paula Abdul
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| Fools follow you try to holla, at you
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| That’s you ain’t nothing new
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| Beautiful way back molested at two
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| But I don’t really care about the past
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| I just want this thing right here to last
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| I mastered my dick
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| Don’t get enthusiastic
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| Or blast too quick and bust off too fast
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| Hey baby do you think maybe
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| That one day you could be my lady?
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| You look good, can you cook?
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| Let me put your number in my phone book
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| I just want to talk to you right here baby…
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| What’s going on with you…
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| Naw, I seen, I seen you, I seen you the other night.
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| You know what I’m saying…
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| I wanted to, uh, get at you or whatever…
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| But you know (check it out)…
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| See I need you
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| See, see we do
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| Anything you please
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| I’ll be your Hercules
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| (Anything you please, I’ll be your Hercules)
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| Please, I ain’t too proud to beg
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| (Please, I ain’t too proud to beg)
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| Sick of tricking dough on hoes spending an arm and a leg
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| (Sick of tricking dough on hoes spending an arm and a leg)
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| Drinking all alone Coronas by the keg
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| I vaguely recall the last call I received
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| Or exactly when my last ejaculation was achieved
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| Without the assist of a hole in my fist
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| It’s almost as if sex doesn’t exist
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| But that’s only half of the whole thing
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| I need a queen to respect the king
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| Wear my ring, bear my offspring
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| Bring me meals morning and evening
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| Hey baby do you think maybe
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| That one day you could be my lady?
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| You look good, can you cook?
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| Let me put your number in my phone book |