[Verse 1: Prodigy]
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A hood sweetheart, sweet body and sweet face
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Her kiss taste like sweet pink lemonade
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Baby you the real deal, all these other broads fake
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For you, everything stop, hold up, wait
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Let me walk with you, make sure you get there safe
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Let me talk with you a minute and pick your brain
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Any sane motha fucka goin right at you
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So I gotta come special if I'm gonna have you
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Let other niggas do cartwheels and break they back
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You want P cause he ain't stress you like that
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You want P cause he keep it real like that
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You look too good girlfriend, I gotta do that
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Find myself gettin caught up in Charlotte's Web
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Black widow might let em? once but then they dead
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I know your style, been around the world but then
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I tripped on you and a whole nother story begins
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[Verse 2: Havoc]
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Got those ratchets and hammers you know we never put em down
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I met me a shorty that tried to slow a nigga down
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No matter how good the nappy I never leave the pound
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Shorty, not even for you, I know it sound foul
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But so be it, love it or leave it, you bounce
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Nigga be hurt a little somethin but come on now
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How you met me, how I is, I ain't one of these clowns
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I know you love a nigga but I lay a nigga down
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In a hot second, spittin the rounds, your man get down
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Thought it was sweet, now that man didn't
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See, you, yous a woman, gotta help you to survival
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Get you over this fear of these guns and I'm a guide you
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Why you on my watch for your life, girl I'm liable
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Never thought you'd mess with a thug, swallow your pride boo
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Let it go, and I'm a hold you down fo sho
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Is you with me? If not, there's the door
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They say when...
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What Goes On
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| Mobb Deep |
