[Sadat X]
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Yeah yeah, watch us turn it up for y'all
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Tight broads watchin
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The Guru, the great 'Dat X, and Big L
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Flamboyant for life
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[Big L]
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Check it, a year ago I did a show for some dough
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Puffed a bag of hydro then broke out on the low
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And on my way out, it was a female on my trail
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who followed me from the stage to the Benz SL
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I asked honey her name, she replied, "Monique"
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Soft and sweet, from her head to feet, hotter than heat
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Jump in the passenger seat, let's go get somethin to eat
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She said I was that Roc-a-Fella she'd been dyin to meet
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I tried to hit it first night, she said she wasn't a freak
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Yeah right - it's all good, so I waited a week
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Then one night to my crib she decided to creep
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Knocked on a nigga door and woke me outta my sleep
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I let her in before you know it we was doin our thang
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I drove her home, and said tomorrow give me a ring
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It was about a month later when she gave me a call
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with some bogus ass story that was off the wall
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Claimin she's pregnant with my child, I think that's quite foul
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How is that? I wore a Lifestyle
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Chorus: Big L - [repeat 2X]
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Aiyyo fellas, you gotta be careful today
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Watch out for games that these females play
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Cause some break the rules and some don't play fair
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You might get caught out there if you're not aware
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[Sadat X]
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I'm in the breed of the bad guy
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Get caught in a mad lie, come in your crib mad high
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Think about me with the smile on your face
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Think about me with my hand on your waist
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and think about me with your hair in your face
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Even caught a case fuckin witchu
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Had said some ol' slick shit, that had forced me to hit you
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Had you set up livin swell, how you gon' fuck my man L
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like we don't cross paths in these New York streets?
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But that's good, cause he's my man and we both shine
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and to say we don't love these hoes is a old line
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Honey just save some space in it so you can hold mine
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Her whole spine be twisted;
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things she did and how she kissed it
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I kinda missed it, think back on how we dissed it
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Now we two-fisted, she ain't never resisted
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Left it red and blistered, shakin
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I could slam it if it wasn't NO money makin
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Chorus: Sadat X (same as Big L) - [repeat 2X]
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[Guru]
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Word up - games, these girls nowadays they play many
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Techniques for gettin your loot, they got plenty
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Suck the skin off your dick, just for some ice and shit
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In the beginning they're polite, actin all nice and shit
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But honey got plans to be pushin your Land
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When she got you - she goes and fucks your man
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Understand? You gotta lay down the law
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A lot of broads is fraud, they'll set you up Baby Pah
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Some'll try to get you stuck up, some'll fake pregnancy
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Most are after the dough, and the fame basically
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Yo you can't make a hoe a housewife kid
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Pick the wrong chick - could be a lifetime bid
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A lot of cats be beefin over these honies
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Not me I keep it movin they ain't getitn jack from me
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Mack these freaks for your own enjoyment
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And one love to L we gon' stay Flamboyant
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Chorus: Guru (same as Sadat X) - [repeat 2X]
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[Guru]
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Heh, word up
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Yo son you better watch these little fast-ass
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little fancy-pants bitches with the thongs
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Heh, that's my word
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Yo, rest in peace to my man Big L, uhh
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Peace to the God Sadat X
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Guru, GangStarr, uhh
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Hold it down
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Games
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| Big L |
