All this stuff
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Now you¡¯re famous
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You sure got my attention, yea
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The way you move, so dangerous
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Got everybody whispering
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Who¡¯s this struttin¡¯ down the street?
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Got me buzzin¡¯ like a honey bee
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Oh boy do I have plans for you?
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On my mind yea you¡¯re the bomb
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Punchin¡¯ my heart like a marathon
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Keep the shorties there, you got me feeling like yea
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I said Mr. Supafly we¡¯re gonna uh uh uh uh
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Oh you¡¯re looking too divine, Mr. Supafly
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Like the storms come in the summer
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You¡¯re one of kind, baby there¡¯s no other
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I said Mr. Supafly we¡¯re gone tonight
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Morning comes like a diamond
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From your head down to the sole of your shoes
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All the girls are excited
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Tryna get a better look at you
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Who¡¯s this struttin¡¯ down the street?
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Got me buzzin¡¯ like a honey bee
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Oh boy do I have plans for you?
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On my mind yea you¡¯re the bomb
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Punchin¡¯ my heart like a marathon
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Keep the shorties there, you got me feeling like yea
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I said Mr. Supafly we¡¯re gone tonight
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Oh you¡¯re looking too divine, Mr. Supafly
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Like the storms come in the summer
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You¡¯re one of kind, baby there¡¯s no other
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I said Mr. Supafly we¡¯re gone tonight
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Oh there¡¯s a place that we can go
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Where we could dance all night
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And we could sit on top of the world and watch the city lights
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It really don¡¯t matter to me
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Just as long as we¡¯re together baby
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Mr. Supafly
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I said Mr. Supafly we¡¯re gone tonight
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Oh you¡¯re looking too divine, Mr. Supafly
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Like the storms come in the summer
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You¡¯re one of kind, baby there¡¯s no other
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I said Mr. Supafly we¡¯re gone tonight
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Mr. Supafly
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Mr. Supafly
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| Faith Evans |
