[Xzibit talkin]
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Listen to this, I'm just tryna do this for us
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You know what I'm sayin, you scream at the top of your fucking lungs
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Yeah, I'm just tryna do this hard work and get this good between us baby, yeah
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Look, Samantha, Loraine, Monica, Veronica
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Veronica, she treated my dick like a harmonica
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How you think I learned how to twist it and turn
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Ya back until it's broke, make you feel it in your throat
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It was Pamela, Linda, Keisha, Nicole
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Had me fuckin while I was drivin on cruise control
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Can't wait to get it home and teach it all to you
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Look I'm just tryna be the best, I'm doin it all for you
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You know that thing with the peanut butter
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My Brooklyn bitch said fuck untyin the ropes,
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it's faster with a box cutter
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I know you love the way I'm diggin you out
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But always wanna fuckin aruge so let's figure this out
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I'm just tryna make you happy bitch
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Who's there for you anytime you get in the mood for suckin a dick
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I took the time out to find out what ya like
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You bust fifteen nuts, wanna get up and fight
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So look
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[Chorus]
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You should thank of all the bitches that I have in my life
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All the experience I'm gettin got me fuckin you right
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Never took time to see it and plus
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All you thinkin 'bout is yourself, I'm thinkin for us
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You love the way I beat it down when I come in the house
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And all in ya mouth, the bedroom, kitchen and couch
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You should thank all of the bitches that I have in my life
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All the experience I'm gettin got me fuckin you right
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It was Gina, Julie, Renee, Ty and Tammy
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Made me spend some extra days in Miami
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Candy, Trisha, Prescilla, Melissa
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Showed X to the Z it's better with three
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Who could fuck your ass better than me (pssst)
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I think not, hard knock the cock, welcome to my sweat shop
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I pick locks made by NFL, NBA, NHL, fuck all day
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You could say I didn't do this shit
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Unsatisfied bitches gotta go out and chase the dick
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And that's just not the thing to do
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So I learn new shit from the next bitch and teach it to you
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Now don't you love it how I shove it baby (hell yeah)
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When we be fuckin and we thuggin baby (hell yeah)
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The way I hit it when I pump it baby (hell yeah)
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And don't I spit it when I bust it baby (hell yeah)
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[Chorus]
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I insist that we fuckin on videotape
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Just incase a bitch lose face and try and call rape
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If you know somethin that might excite up our late night
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Got an open invite to lay us a pipe
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Make ya head feel like your wet, warm and tight
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I'll go from all night 'til the sun turn bright
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Two wrongs don't make it right bitch, no need to cheat
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(Pussy just a piece of meat, another means to eat)
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Big Tray D told me that, as a matter of fact
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You only tell me that you love me when you're flat on your back
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You wanna leave me now bitch, my fuckin feelings is hurt
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Why am I the only one that's tryna make this work
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[Chorus]
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[Tray D talking to fade]
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Fuckin' You Right
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| Xzibit |
