*featuring Jazze Pha
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Good evening ladies and gentlemen, hehe (ladies and gentlemen)
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This is yours truly T-Double, and umm first of all
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I would like to introduce to y'all, one of my first cousins
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He go by the name of Jazze Phizzel, Washingtonzel, c'mon
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[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
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If you want it you got it, foreva
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(y'all put y'all hands together)
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Baby this is no one night stand
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(uh-uh, no way, no how, uh-huh, c'mon, c'mon)
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If you need it you got it, whateva
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(c'mon, mm-hmm)
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Baby we can just fly away
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(just fly away, fly away with me baby, c'mon)
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[TD and JP ad lib]
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[Verse One: Trick Daddy]
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Now I ain't ever been a man with manners
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But I, think I can handle, bein a lil' romantic
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Now we can Crist' it up or Moet it
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I can kick gangsta shit or get ghetto poetic
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What's your name lil' momma, I'm T-Double
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I been sent here by God, so I can look out for ya
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And you gon' love what I got for ya
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Tender lovin and care, anything your heart could spare
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Look here, my demeanour may seem to scare ya
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But baby I tell ya I ain't no ordinary nigga
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I'ma, a little Marvin Gaye, and Barry White, and Teddy P
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Mixed in with a little Billy Dee
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And this is a gentlemen's song
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And little children, girls and boys, I'm sendin 'em home
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When I say turn off the lights, y'all turn 'em off
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I'm bout to deal with your issues while I get'cha right, c'mon
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[Chorus w/ new Trick Daddy ad libs]
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[Verse Two: Trick Daddy]
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Leave me your number and I'll holla back
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You prefer your pet name, nickname, no big thang girl, I'll call you that
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Won't be no problem with no other woman
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Cause you the one I chose, in other words, fuck dem other hoes
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And if a man, gon' be a man, are you really a wo-man
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Is this really what you want, and is you sho'?
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Are you ready to be committed?
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Do you plan on spendin the rest of your life with a nigga?
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Have you even thought about it, weighed out all your options
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Made your mind up with no doubt about it
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If not, we oughta talk about it
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But stick with it, don't let dem sick bitches, talk you out it
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Cause baby I'm in love wit'cha
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And I couldn't stand to see you with another man, so
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Dearly beloved, we gathered here today
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Homey to marry and see a couple in thug matrimony
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[Chorus w/ more new T-Double ad libs]
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[Verse Three: Trick Daddy]
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I need a woman that's down for me, one who'll love
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respect and honor her nigga, do it all no matter what
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Just one lifetime - wouldn't be long enough
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for us to be together, at least not for us
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And if I'm ever in a jam, be there for me
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And keep it real with a player cause you care for me
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With no strings attached, when you rub on my back
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Greasin my strap, kissin my neck baby I'm lovin that
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I got this thang that I do with my tongue
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I wanna do it to you, but it might make you cum
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But it'll cure you of your back spasms
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Have you floatin while your motion in your ocean gotcha backpedallin
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And we can take it to another level
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And get elevated, gettin way mo' creative
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And you can slap me if it makes you happy
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But if you scratch and bite me, that only shows me you like me
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See, we can do big thangs
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I make you scream my name and blame it all on the whip cream
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And if you're down with me, I'll have you down and dirty
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I do my thang for certain, just tell me if it's hurtin
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[Chorus and more new Trick Daddy ad libs as Jazze Pha sings cut out]
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4 Eva
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