| You know she just moved out of Momma’s
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| Just went back to college
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| She is my dancer, when she dance I throw her dollars
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| I throw her dollars, I-I-I throw her dollars
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| She is my dancer, when she dance I throw her dollars
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| She works hard for the money (So, so hard)
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| So hard for the money (So, so hard)
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| She be dancin' for them dollars (Yeah)
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| She be dancin' for them dollars (Yeah)
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| She be dancin' for them dollars (Yeah)
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| Dancin' for them dollars
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| Uh, same nigga that you knew since back when
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| You ain’t had too many dollars, and you couldn’t trust your friends,
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| used to ride around Impala
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| Drop you off right after high school
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| I don’t know too many like you, bitches hate but they won’t fight you
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| Uh, as far as nothing, too honest…
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| No time for no problems, it’s all good cause you bad
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| You just be fallin' for the wrong niggas
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| I’m clicking all of her pictures, and she showing all of that ass
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| 'Bout that life, you don’t even gotta act
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| You ain’t gotta know how to know that
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| Money slaves, can’t save them
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| Her mind gone, she tainted
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| She getting double what she made then
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| Ain’t gotta man, but she paid man
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| She know the game, it ain’t fair
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| Just foul play, no referees
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| I’m falling back, just watching that
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| In the corner off with a couple of racks
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| I like that, I need that, I want that, I see that
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| Can I meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that
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| I’m clicking all of her pictures, and she showing all of that ass
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| Got that life, you don’t even gotta act
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| You ain’t gotta know how to know that
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| I like that, I need that, I want that, I see that
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| Can I meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that
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| I- I like that, I need that, I want that, I see that
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| Can I meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that
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| I-I-I Like that…
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| I-I-I Need that…
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| I-I-I Like that…
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| Can I, Can I, Can I meet that… |