[Intro]
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Lord God
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I come to you a sinner
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And I humbly repent for my sins
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I believe that Jesus is Lord
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I believe that you raised him from the dead
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I will ask that Jesus will come to my life
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And be my Lord and Savior
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I receive Jesus to take control of my life
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And that I may live for him from this day forth
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Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with your precious blood
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In Jesus name, Amen
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[Verse 1]
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I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central
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she had the credentials of strippers in Atlanta
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Ass came with a hump from the jump she was a camel
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I want to ride like Arabians
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Push an '04 Mercedes-Benz
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"Hello my name is Kendrick"
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She said "No, you're handsome"
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Whispered in my ear, disappeared then found her dancing
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Ciara had played in the background
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The parade music we made had us all wearing shades now (cool)
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"Where you stay?"
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She said "Down the street from Dominguez High"
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Okay, I know that's borderline Compton or Paramount
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"Well is it Compton?"
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"No," she replied and quickly start batting her eyes and
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Strictly had one of her thighs around me
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Seventeen, with nothing but pussy stuck on my mental
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My motive was rather sinful
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"What you trying to get into?"
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She didn't tell, just gave me her Nextel
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Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer and well
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[Verse 2]
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The summer had passed and now I'm liking her
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Conversation we having probably enticing her
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Who could imagine, maybe my actions would end up wifing her
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Love or lust, regardless we'll fuck cause the trife in us
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It's deep rooted, the music of being young and dumb
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Its never muted, in fact it's much louder where I'm from
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We know a lot bout each other, her mother was a crack addict
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She live with her granny and her younger two brothers
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Her favorite cousin Demetrius has a reputable
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History of gang banging did make me skeptical
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But not enough to stop me from getting a nut
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I wanna come over, what's up?
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That's what I told her soon as this episode
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Of Martin go off
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I'm trying to get off
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I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty
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Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got some heart
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Grab my momma's keys, hopped in the car, then oh boy
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[Verse 3]
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So now I'm down Rosecrans in a caravan
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Passing Alameda, my gas meter in need of a pump
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I got enough to get me through the traffic jam
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At least I hope cause my pockets broke as a promise man
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I'm thinking bout that sex,
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thinking bout her thighs or maybe kissing on her neck,
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or maybe what positions next
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Sent her pictures of her titties blowing up my texts
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I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette
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Enthused by the touch of a woman she's a masseuse
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And I'm a professional porn star when off the Goose
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I had a fifth in the trunk like Curtis Jackson for ransom
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I', hoping to get her loose like an Uncle Luke Anthem
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I'm two blocks away 250 feet and six steps from where she stay
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She waving me 'cross the street
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I pulled up a smile on my face
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And then I see
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Two niggas, two black hoodies
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I froze as my phone rang
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[Outro]
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Sherane A.K.A Master Splinter's Daughter
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| Kendrick Lamar |
