*featuring Fabolous, Missy Elliott
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[Verse 1]
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Tell you what I did last night
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I came home, say, around a quater to three
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Still so high
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Hypnotized
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In a trance
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From this body, so butter and brown and tantalizing
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You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
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So shook I had to catch my breath
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[Chorus:]
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Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
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Oh my
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Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
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Oh my
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Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my legs
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Oh my
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Ooh I'm turning red
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Who could this be?
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I tried and I tried to avoid
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but this thing was happening
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Swollow my pride
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Let it ride and party
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But this body felt just like mines
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I got worried
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I looked over to the left
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A reflection of myself
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That's why I couldn't catch my breath
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[Chorus:]
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Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
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Oh my
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Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
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Oh my
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Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my legs
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Oh my
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[Fabolous (rap)]
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Uh, yeah, yeah, Desert storm, yeah
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Fabolous, yeah, Tweet, yeah
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Shorty I strickly wanna spank you
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The most I gotta do is spell my name to get your
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Vickies to your ankles
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I'm serious mami
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You're fuckin wit the kid
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aka William H period Bonnie
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You know I'm the type
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that be Crushin and merkin
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Havin ladies touchin the herk
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And blushin and smirkin
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Early in the morning rushin for workin
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Screaming Ooh My F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
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Each night I'm freakin
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Ma, you ain't gonna talk me to death
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cause you got free nights and weekends
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Ghetto Fab's all over the place
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Oops there goes my kids all over you face
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Ooh My
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[Missy]
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(I looked over to the left)
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Umm I was looking so good I couldn't reject myself
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(I looked over to the left)
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Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself
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(I looked over to the left)
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Umm I was eyein my thighs butter pecan brown
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(I looked over to the left)
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Umm comin outta my shirt and then the skirt came down
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[Chorus 2x:]
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Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
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Oh my
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Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
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Oh my
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Ooh, some kinda touch careesing my legs
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Oh my
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Ooh I'm turning red
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Who could this be?
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Ooh My
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Oops Oh My
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