Lynch):
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I feel my nut sacs loadin' up
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Get off the freeway at Broadway with saccage like a muthafucka
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Gots to parlay, I was off that Alize like everyday
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I was on stuck, hoes ain't shit
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So I fucked that bitch in the back of the cut and got the fuck up
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Saw my nigga Phonk Beta, picked him up
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He had a fat sac of bomb and a blunt, I was like 'roll it up'
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Now I'm twisted, with a pit's grip on the Alize
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And two miles away from a top notch I met the other day
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Groom yourself, I'm on my way over
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In my brother's cocaine white Nova
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Shift kit, high rise intake, man, a 4-3-50 motor
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Now you know this wasn't no bitch
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She had a nigga nuttin' quick and she could suck a good dick
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I was all up in it, situation was faulty
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Had to report back to the captain, and she told him she never saw me
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No matter what you saw about that hoe
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She said 'meet me at the mo-mo' and she told you she didn't go
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Chorus:
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Once upon a time, once upon a time
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And we did it, and we did it
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Once upon a time, once upon a time
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And she said it was cool
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(Phonk Beta):
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Cuz she's a bitch, whatever would I love a hoe for?
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I bust a nut and then I'ma cut right out the back door
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Didn't know she had a funky rotten pussy
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They could be strapped at the sideshow, check it out
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Nowadays you better be strapped before you tap that ass
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If not she'll have you pissin' out broken glass
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Ain't that a bitch, she got you stuck with a shot in the butt
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Was it really worth a nut? Check it out
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What about that dummy, that one that got hooked on marijuana
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Got her budded, and she nutted, we both was in the sauna
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One nigga mobbed to the store for ya Donna
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Well clean the wax out ya ears and hear the drama
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Cuz I'ma tell it the way it couldn't be told,
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sold it the way it couldn't be sold
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Nigga who you talkin' bout? Bout these young sweet hoes
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So tick tock, it don't stop the hustle
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Donna went down lip locked on my love muscle
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I'm JB the Beta manipulator, let me begin
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If my dick is in your mouth then my balls is on your chin
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Balls is on your chin, the pubic hairs is up your nose
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I'm that nigga that gives and you that nigga that blows
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CHORUS
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(Brotha Lynch):
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Around the corner from me
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Light skinned, packed, she stood
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Muggin' like a maniac in a straight jacket
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It was on and crackin'
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Knowin' I shouldn't be late night fuckin' with that shit
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But I was off this Perry Mason bout to act like Jason
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It was Friday the 13th, my day to work meat
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A pack of Blacks, and a half a 20 sac of the Thai and some O.E.
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You know me, I fuck long and nut long
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Hit you in the face with some of that silky,
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hot and sicc and make you mind strong
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Grab your knees and let me lean back
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I'ma grip your clit with my lips
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And motivate, coordinate 'g' shit
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Speak Japanese up in your shit
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Watch it all ease up out your shit
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And we did it, and did it, and did it......
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CHORUS
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Did It and Did It
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| Brotha Lynch Hung |
