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(Big Pokey)
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You're trippin me out, sho nuff
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When you stroll up you make niggas fold up
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Hold up, I been peepin your ways
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Plus the pedal pushers and braids got my mind in a daze
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You look sweeter than glaze, make me wanna misbehave
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But you playin hard to get, you gotta run a trick play
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Flea flickers, steady buying shots of liquor
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All dogs chase the cat so it's a must I sick her
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Hand picker, pretty face and toes
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Check complexion and pose, see the choosen be chose
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Then I turn up your nose, you been chose by a bachelor
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I just had to distract you for a minute and holler at ya
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It's mandatory I snatch her
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Cause the statues'll knock at ya
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Spend some time with Po-yo cause I aint hard to adapt to
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If you have to, just give it some thought, see what I'm about
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Aint no fusion, no doubt, can't lie, you're trippin me out
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Trippin me out, trippin me out
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Oh, she's trippin me out got me sayin hold up
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Trippin me out, trippin me out
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Oh, she's trippin me out got me sayin hold up
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(Snow)
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What me and you have, say strictly bout the cash
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Not only bout the ass, that's how I got this S-class
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I got my own cash, and I watch my own ice
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Peeped the real in me huh? That's why you looked twice
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Vision Snow in your life, holdin you tight
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Relievin your stress as I caress you through the night
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I'm the go get it type, to make sure we both right
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No fuss, no fight and we can blow like dynamite
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With you handlin your buisiness and me handlin mine
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With us both on the grind we can't help but to climb
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As far as time, baby, we got forever
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But for right now, let's concentrate on this cheddar
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And reaching higher levels, sportin diamond bezzles
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Can you imagine the shit we can have together?
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Me trippin? Never, I'm down for whatever
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Snow and Po-yo, it don't get no better
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Trippin me out, trippin me out
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Oh, she's trippin me out got me sayin hold up
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Trippin me out, trippin me out
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Oh, she's trippin me out got me sayin hold up
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(Big Pokey)
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I aint trippin, I'm just stunned cause you the bomb
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I could see us in a six flippin like a baton
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You set off my alarm, when you walk you perform
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Spotted you in the crowd and picked you like a pecan
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(Snow)
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Well let's hop this don and discuss how we increase our funds
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I know it drives you crazy when I talk in digits baby
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Aint nothin shady about this lady
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Everything is everything and I put it down for you daily
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(Big Pokey)
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You got me fallin, baby
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On top of that I can hear your body callin, baby
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In the Impala so you know I'm boss ballin baby
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Steady crawlin and the motor ain't stallin baby
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It's all gravy
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On sight you hooked me, whehn you spoke you shook me
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First impressions be a trip and you immediately took me
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I'm far from a rookie, star status of course
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You the glass on the blaze driving me like a torch
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That's why I want you by my side so I can flaunt you
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You don't want a square, you want a thug nigga, don't you?
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Let's bend us a corner, scratch off in the night
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And everything's gonna be alright
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It's goin down
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Trippin me out, trippin me out
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Oh, she's trippin me out got me sayin hold up
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Trippin me out, trippin me out
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Oh, she's trippin me out got me sayin hold up
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Trippin Me Out
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| Big Pokey |
