[Intro]
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It was a Friday night and me and my homeboys
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Decided to celebrate our departure from JCOR
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So you know us, we had to go to the strip clubs
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Everybody said they wanted to go to DJ's so we did.
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So we get up in DJ's and we got V.I.P.
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The owner shows us a lot of love, so he takes us
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To our seat and Trav orders a round of 151 and coke
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4 all of us, and that's when I seen her
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A stallion ass like pow, Chest like bang,
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Lips like ew, an angel man but she had the devils eyes,
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I had to have her cat
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[Verse 1]
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Pass me the 151 and coke cat, then later
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We'll find where the dope at, but hold that, I seen
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Somethin' so fat that I wish I could've drove back to
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Get my kodac
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Strip teaser lovin' who got the visa got it then she will
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Please ya nada then she don't need ya prada Gucci for leisure
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It's her duty to feed ya amnesia caribou and tequiza
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Off the turn buckle baby bubba had the booty and boobies
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It was a nudy so cudie was a cutie I gotta get near
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Her I got a mucho deniro look at her look at herself in
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The mirror moving like shakira
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Made my way to the front of the stage hunits for days
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The body I wanted to praise will she get with a nigga
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Maybe she bent over and said thanx and I whispered
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In her ear
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[Chorus]
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I love the way you make it slither baby, every night
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When I come thru that looks like somethin' that I
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Wanna run thru, (you want some ooow) you know I want you
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(Baby we can have fun too)
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[Repeat 2x]
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[2nd Verse]
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Will she ask me for a lap dance? Then Trav said
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She too fine fat chance, boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap
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And I slap hands with millionaires and plus I got stacks
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Man
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She approached me slowly, holy moly, Chef Boyardees cheese
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And Beef ravioli hold me close nose be op, how much evil can
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Dough provoke (How much?) She told me nope
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Said this one was on her, I'm hoping I can get the chance
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To put in on her she slithered on me put the booty on
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My lap and got ta girating, was I waiting for the
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Pushin' grabbing and vibrating
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But this is really when my pupils got to dilating
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What kind of magical hocus pocus was I facing
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Over and over tried to explain it the best that I could
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She put her mouth on the crotch of my pants and said (hddddddd)
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[Chorus]
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[Repeat 2x]
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[3rd Verse]
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Said she needed 400 to tip out I whip out the grip so
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Quick so we can dip out the trick house, told my homies
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Not to poke their lip out I'm going to rip out the guts and
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Try to throw my hip out
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Now it's time to trip out got at the bitch house was 3
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Fine female roommates my homies missed out, took me to
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Her room and threw me right on the bed got right on the head
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What a wonderful night it was said
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Then along came 3, 36 double D. Sizes kissin' and lickin'
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On me and they comin' to do what wake my dude up but
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One of them bitches bit me on the neck and drew blood
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Then the other and the others, instead of bud lovers
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I'm trapped with blood suckin' mutha fuckas 4 eternity
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Brought me here to straight feed on a nigga all
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Because I said to a stripper I love the way you make it'
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SSSLITHER.
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Slither
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Tech N9ne |