Its Friday night, just got paid, she¡¯s lookin¡¯ for a little bit of action, captain to get saved.
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[Verse 1]
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So you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a fuck¡¯em
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girl dress nuttin¡¯ less-more-than-a thinner-sinner-Chris Dior fitter.
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You gotcha hair did or that there wig. Sho a fitter gotcha own sitter for that there kid.
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She¡¯s goin¡¯ out to find a thick stout to out her dig, that dress¡¯ fittin¡¯ catcher¡¯s mitten
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is out there big.
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Your manicured and pedicured up and lookin¡¯ like you wanna, your man¡¯s hittin¡¯ your phone
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up say fuck¡¯em if you wanna. Lip gloss is on her blow that mirror a kiss, and if your man
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gotcha stressin¡¯ put on your dress and don¡¯t listen and sing.
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I can¡¯t wait til I get there, step in the club lookin¡¯ playa playa. Grab your keys and
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beat it to the spot where you guess you¡¯ll find you a nigga buyin¡¯ a two for one special,
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exceptional sexual healin¡¯ is what your cravin¡¯ your pagin¡¯ you but fuck how he¡¯s feelin¡¯
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[Chorus]
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Fuck¡¯em girl, fuck¡¯em [Repeat 3X]
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It¡¯s your time to get out
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No time for thinkin¡¯ of¡¯em
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[Repeat 2X]
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[Verse 2]
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Now this is a story, all about how these chicks get tricked and don¡¯t know how, so I¡¯d
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like to take a second and explain to them, how all this craziness evolves out of
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relationships, listen¡¦
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He never used to hit ya, he always used to treat ya, with some respect and dignity, and
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now he wanna beat ya, six months done passed and he¡¯s changed, you never woulda thought
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he¡¯d be crazy and deranged, huh
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Just the way he approached was so sweet, he let you know you was far away from a
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(late night creep), mister telephone man when he what¡¯nt with ya,
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Bobby browny and Whitney, you found you a new edition, and
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In the beginning it was grinings from the sit down, till he let you know that it was all
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on a bitch now, when, after you had you a baby, he wanna start, arguing his excuse to start
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sipping the Remy Martin, darkening this relationship
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Now every lady grab yo bics if you relate to this, you need ta, get up out those drawls
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and put on some lip gloss, throw on a thong, now make your way to the closet and
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[Chorus]
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[Repeat 2X]
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[Verse 3]
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Feel like I, was put here for the female species hella listening watching whispering
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offerings no fecies when the back is obese we double back and go deeply in her life in her
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mind never hate but'll go extra time if need be.
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Easy for me to connect so peep me, in the club I take her some place we can talk
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discreetly, you're creep free definitely that heats me your body's wop bobba lu bop so hot
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baby teach me.
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How to get up inside it ride it, chakras are now ignited, that¡¯s a beautiful smile don¡¯t
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hide it, getting tech the n9ne exited.
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Stress free I bet she so nestle, wanna know how wicked the sex be don¡¯t test me. Drink
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your drink eat your cherry and tie the stem this is your world mommy aint said a damn thing
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about him.
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[Chorus]
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[Repeat 2X]
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Shake that man he don¡¯t understand ya
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You to sexy and he can¡¯t handle the way you move
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And whatcha doin¡¯ shake them
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Handcuffs up off of you yeah yeah
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Fuck' em Girl
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| Tech N9ne |
