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Correct I Know, You Know Lyrics
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Correct I Know, You Know
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Now here's a little story I got to tell 'bout them three muthafuckas from atl Cutty Cartel, Shawty Pimp, and Mr. Mo Jim Crow make them hoes drop they close to the floor Chorus [Mr. Mo and Polow(Shawty Pimp)] x2 You know that hoe you know that hoe I know that hoe I know that hoe You know that hoe We know the same ass lame ass hoe [Polow] Well let me tell yall bout this girl I met at mall She had a caramel skin stood bout six feet tall Her eyes were brown hair natural no weave I wanted to do her so I pursued her call???? I said excuse me baby goddamn what's your name She said Alottavagina I just flew in from Spain I said what's going down she said I'm downtown I got a room at the Embassy plus a fifth of Crown Now this I can't resist temptation got me gone Just like the rest of the bottle now I'm ready to bone Oh I don't make it gone nobody that I frapp Now if I ever need assistance hit that nigga Flap Now back to Alotta shawty I knew I got her Cause when I went up in her deep she was screaming papa I made her touch herself then made her lick her finger Her brain numb got her sprung just like Jerry Springer You know this hoe [Chorus] [Cutty Cartel] I think it's Lacey she just moved in from Ontario Her and her partners was at the Hefa 'bout a week ago Me and Mr. Mo wanted Hen dog straight Open face in her mouth wonder what she about She decided to speak ask my name and shit Playboy bunny ain't this funny Oh this hoe is so thick That cutty buddy tight jeans with the bra to match Telling me she wanted me to fuck her straight from the back Slap that ass grab her hair she just don't care Flip her over beat them guts now she gasping for air Grabbed a towel cleaned herself we burned down a dub And it will be the same thang next week at the club You know this hoe [Chorus] [Mr. Mo] I saw this fine young slimie Said to myself I hope she user friendly Since I got a buzz off the Golden Grain It ain't no thang we can run a train I'm Mr. Mo I play these ladies like a card game I see you 50 and raise you two hoes Church girls strip they dress clothes behind closed doors But when the door roll up???? The plot thickens Snatch your paper while you slipping better watch chicken They try to play you like you dumb but I'm a step ahead I beat a Puerto Rican drum?????? They get friendly after three blunts over Remy After I poke I send them home without a penny Now stupid is what stupid does You shoulda known what it was traded your love for sex Now you love the sex I shake hoes strip em down like Meiko They can't say no Nigga you know that hoe [Chorus] [Polow] Stop let me tell you 'bout this girl that I knock Come to find she get around like Pac Good thang that I wore my sock My rubber my peanut cover My boy say this nigga cut her Now shit thick as peanut butter Cause I'm starting to think I love her Maybe the head went to my head Maybe my pimping flaw Cause???? Ain't supposed to go on emotional see saw Hit the mall we ball we play When I called your dawg she say You gone you ain't home probably out on a date She hate I know you there I hear you in the background But I don't care no more I don' cut you up and back down ??? Back in town we spending time again I asked you bout my homeboy partner [Oh he's just a friend] Then you got on the bed and gave me some head and everythang And what I thought was love was nut it left when I came Oh yes she had some game She stood 'bout six four [Oh you talking 'bout her?] I ain't gon' say her name but yall know this hoe [Chorus x2]
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