Yea
Man prince was a pimp abolonian vanity, chill on ease he had me on the edge of insanity
Swore if I made it in music I'd be similar there I am, this is the future, I'm where the woman are
Rocking wit teninbam, y'all need me, shine a spotlight up, in the sky like batman, I pops right up this is Nas hate if you must hate been hot since the days of cassette tapes t-shirts over the thermals dripped in out memories sipping that Hennessey 4/5in in my denim jeans, she told me she was my eyelashes when we hump I grunt just like a bull mastiff, they call me the best who ever did it, only in the club one minute guess who I slip wit, a chocolatedite ghetto thing sweet, we going to pop tonight, bon apatite
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Do you know who I am? And she says
La lalala I already know
What we can't hold hands? And she says
La lalala I already know
You got to leave by three? You wit me?
La lalala I already know
So until next week? You know ma
La lalala I already know
You know Mirror mirror on the wall who's the nastiest sexiest thug of them all, I seen her in the mall she was wearing home degarsole keyoke mose cherry cologne she was lookin very alone till this big weightlifting mister universe clone starts grabbing her own, she can't stop looking I'm in the zone one look at the kid she taking of her stone, cash crazy ass crazy hair long and baby amaze me because I'm in rare form she like an ice cold bowl of post honeycomb, followed me in the shop while I cop menna someone, tap me on the shoulder I told her I her I'm on the phone, I played it off well nobody was on the cell, shit she said the tone?
She said mister so and so should I leave you alone?
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Tick tock Tick tock time is passing, hello turn the television off, focus here
You know, lover not a fighte, are I'm no vagina liner reconstructer, bed sheet ruffller, for you freak girls under cover who loves ya? I'm not a priest don't fuck with me, but step in my confessional, that's the bedroom, tell the truth ill be impressional wait before you pass ur collection plate, show me you a professional so we straight? She try me to kiss my lips but no I don't do that, want me to kiss her lips but not where the newdge at, few stacks spend my chips, yea I do that, see the problem wit you woman is, look I got em' you can hear a mouse piss on cotton, you don't want to miss it then listen stop stressing the man we out to get as much s** as we can, and you roll wit the plan shorty you lie but you got to leave, 2: 45
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