*featuring Twista
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Huh
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Yea baby girl, you know how it's going down
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2003, Do or Die, J.P., Twista still
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[Verse 1]
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Well, when I heard a knock at the door
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Must of been the girl that I met on the lo
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She real thick, nice shape 5-4
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Had a few here so we head to the show
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Afterward we hit the Mo Mo Mo
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Yes stay click, in the Expo
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I'm city sharp, buy the mink to the floor
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Damn natural, never walk from the store
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Gimmie a minute, and get down with a pro
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P. I. M. P. P. O. get a few friend like a party fa sho
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We can hit a tune like my homie Debo
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All in the mall buying Avirex, we can sport mine called S.E.X
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Platinum link, all in effect
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I can pick head but I'm a bad for a check
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In the truck though, so I can hop in the Lex
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Baby got back, but I'm trying to relax
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P.L.A.Y.E.R., giving her eyes
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Then we head to the bar
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Never give her money, cuz she know she a star
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Did you wanna ride in my car?
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[Hook]
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Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?)
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23's like Jordan on the Escalade
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Got a pound of dro' girl, if you wanna blaze
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You can let your hair down, while the AC blow
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Before you get in, I just need to know
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Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?)
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I'll keep it on the low
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Do you? Do you?
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[Verse 2]
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In the mood, like yes y'all
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Rather be, let it test y'all
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Light the B if it's special
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Can I undress to relax y'all
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Well, stretch out like a Lex ball
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If it's that raw, to the chests with the Remy
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Like a slug with your vest off
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Let me touch it, if it's that soft
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And relieving in the menopause
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I can't believe how they sent them off
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Took the number then I'm in the mall
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Being grinning bout to spend them all
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Just balling, shot shot calling
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Holla at my dogg while they sipping alcohol
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Really want to kick it, but they all just stalling
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6 dime pieces, checking out my pausing
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They looking like ooh, he flossing
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Baby girl, I don't do this often
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In the 5 double 0 for sho'
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We still ride the Cadillac, slam the doors
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Suppose I kick back, keep the flows
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Dressed to impress, then flex the ho
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Check the dough
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Do you? (Do you? Do you Do you?)
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I'll keep it on the lo
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Do you? Do you?
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Do you?
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An it really don't matter, where we go
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Let's sip this Henny, pop this Mo
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Before I strip you, I just need to know
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Can I do you?
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[Verse 3: Twista]
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Now I was kicking, when I met you in the club
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Had me feeling on your booty, and the brother was a 50ball
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For you, I even popped some Crissy in the tub
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And my body was start wondering when if I'm a get the draws
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Let me know if I'm in the right lane
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Tell me when I say the right things
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I got tight flame
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Rollin thru stunting why are you running
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Cuz I'm coming with some pimp-type game
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Iced out charm, chromed out truck
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Coming thru balling like I don't really give a fuck
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Blowing the fatty, an purple, with the windows up
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When I'm sipping on Hennessey and Hypnotic getting stuck
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And I need a thug
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To care for me while haters be attacking me, backing me
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To a corner while a brother trying to get theirs
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And I need a queen backing me while I'm running my faculty
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Telling me I be lethal when I spit words
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Hit herb................
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Hold it in, then blow it out
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Do you like the way I flow it out
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Don't ever act funny or petty with the money
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When I throw it out
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Do you like how I talk
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Do you like the way I ride
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Do you like the way I pimp spree's
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You can let me down easy
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Cuz' still ill be the player Twista slash be a P.I.M.P
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Now baby, do u?
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[Hook]
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Do U?
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| Do Or Die |
