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Roll me up/AIDS is wack
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(repeat 16X)
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You better stop!
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[Slim Kid Tre]
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It takes at least one woman true said
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Though which rain doesn't calculate the fate
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Sliding through the secret garden, I beg the pardons
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Regarding the odds with my snake, he's such a slut
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And every will of God it gets marked as a winner
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Diggin in the hoes and the soap like a tenor sax
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and baby got backs
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Spread the fenders no one hinders yo I can't hold it back
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in the darkness, many play like they won't get caught and
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Every day we be up there stalkin
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Pay attention when you're harkin embarkin
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Territories never throws until we see the dolphin
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caught in the tuna net, cause you will get
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A birds eye triple high noose to the neck
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Yo, who's read to go?
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When Slim brings Grim to the show?
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You better stop!
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And think about it
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(repeat 4X)
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You better stop!
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[Imani]
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The beauty of the booty got me in a trance
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In my pants I be squirmin, like Pee Wee Herman
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From a single table dance but she knows I beez
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No Pee Weed, cause I beez
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Kingin like Kong cause my ding-a-ling's long
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With my ding dong I make crotches sing songs
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Make the guts say praise I'll pays for the duty
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The day I go sliding, bare in a room
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in a butt hot greasy slot
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Without my unraveling what knots
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What I gots is a plan and a plot
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Already got the crotch, hoppin like scotch
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Ready hot and willin but I know the penicillin ain't killin
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this Public Enemy, so it's gonna be
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Doomsday for the gift I flip
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Gotta get a grip, crip, blood be trippin when I'm whippin
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asses like cream, I know what you mean
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I try to comply with the gameplan don't ask me why
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I zips down my fly and pry open the thigh
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Here's where I catch like fish
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without using my wack ass prophylactics
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You better stop!
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And think about it...
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(repeat 2X)
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[Booty Brown]
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Not feelin very smart as the Doctor tears the chart
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with my heart in my neck, oh heck
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What have I done? Thrown all my cards on the table
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for just one night of fun, I wish it wasn't cable
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but the second time around in a town we performed at last week
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Yeah needless to speak
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Spotted the physique that caught my eye
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Next morning woke up butt naked and high
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on life not my wife like a knife I stab
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Placed them on tabled still I did not grab
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Now with a gown I wear and a frown I stare
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into the light, prayin that the overnight passion
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Will not cash this ass in, so I'm askin
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God it won't be odd cause I've asked before
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Just right then the Doc entered the door
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Hey, welcome back again Mr. Robinson!
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Now see ahh, have you ever thought about ahh, using those...
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Roll me on
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(repeat to fade)
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The Rubbers Song
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The Pharcyde |