*featuring Alexi, Caddillac Tah
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[Ja Rule]
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Uh, uh, yeah
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We back up in this motherfucker
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Murder Inc
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Ha ha
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I go by the name of the Rule
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You know
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Got my nigga Chink Santana in the house
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My nigga Buck, my clique niggaz
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My murder by number niggaz
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My nigga black, 0-1 you know
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My new nigga life...what's happenin?
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Yeah
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Bout the let these bitches know like you know
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When we fuckin em and shit all crazy
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You want a nigga callin shit
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We ain't got time for that ma
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We just come threw and murder the puss that all
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Ha ha ha ha
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[Chorus: Alexi]
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Baby when your sexin me
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I kinda like when ya...murder me
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Baby....murder me
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[Repeat once]
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[Ja Rule]
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Listen love I know your used to gettin sweet nothings whispered to ya
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But my dick game will ruined ya mind and influence ya to do certain things
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Like hop in the range, in the rain, ass naked, to get spanked
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This is your world and your doin your thing go ahead momma
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I got no problem being on the bottom
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The way you shake that ass like ho's from Harlem
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Reminds me to call ya the same time tommora
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Cuz baby I'm impressed, by the way you, shake them ass and hips
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By the way you make me wanna leave the one I'm wit
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Take the spot of being my "down ass bitch"
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Baby murder me, heh
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The way I murder you, heh
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That look in your eyes is like the sunrise when your fuckin me
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[Chorus: Alexi]
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Baby when your sexin me
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I kinda like when ya...murder me
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Baby....murder me
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[Repeat once]
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[Caddillac Tah]
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Yo, yo
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We can go from the bed to the hot tub
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Until you get enough
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Mommy I'll call ya bluff and put it up in ya gut
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Cuz I'm a gangsta, so I'll hit her wit the gangsta touches
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Bottle of henesey, dro and some dutches
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Man I'll pull up in like three in the mornin, honkin
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You at the door wit a t-shirt on and a thongs
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And tellin me come on in get out of the cold
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But never the less I hit the flesh and gotta go, rarely though
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Let me put a buck in your ear
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and let you know I'm the thug of the year
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And the last thing I do is care
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Legs up, killin it, drillin it
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Man she feelin it, shiverin, talkin in tounges
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Caddy gotta sprong, daddy long shlong
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We get it on, like pong
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Stars wit a gangsta twist to it
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Now lets do it
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So whenever your ready just page me
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And you'll see, How I murda, and hearda, the pussy
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[Chorus: Alexi]
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Baby when your sexin me
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I kinda like when ya...murder me
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Baby....murder me
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[Repeat once]
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[Ja Rule]
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Hold on baby you gotta holla at the king as your sexual pralus
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Is more than wild it's border lined and foul
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Your look, your style, that freaky smile
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Got me layin dick to ya god bless the child
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I get hold it's on I make ya scream and moan
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The thugs nature, how could a nigga hate the
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Way I flip it, smack it, bounce it, ride it, taste it
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Lick her tits, break down the walls the basics
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Face it, your fuckin wit a cocksman love
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And you defend on the ball like Garry the Glove
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Paintin, no relation
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Not alot of sation
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Brought her own K-Y ready for penetration
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I patient, I'll murder the puss when I'm ready
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But meanwhile, and me doin this Marvin Gay medley
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And you'll murder me the same way I murder you
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Baby
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[Chorus: Alexi]
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Baby when your sexin me
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I kinda like when ya...murder me
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Baby....murder me
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[Repeat Once]
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Murder Me
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| Ja Rule |
