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Verse One: Trife
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Baby listen, bets to believe
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I can give you what you want and all that you need
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Mackin' all the ladies, from the fly to the shady
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Marquis diamonds, 600 Mersadies
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I'll fly you across the seas in a private jet
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Whisper shit in ya ear to get ya panties wet, honey I'll show you how
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Good life can get, wining and dinning nonchalaunt in the finests
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Resturaunts, feed you lobster because I'm a true mobster!
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Lamer niggaz bore ya, lay ya down in the Walldoff Vistoria
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Victoria Secrets, lengerie I loves to freak shit
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Dim the lights, sex all through the night
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King sized beds, Satin sheets gettin' right
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Wear you out, leave my number by the phone
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In the morn', I'm gone
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chorus (sung by Aaliyah):
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I wonder if I take you home will you still be in love baby
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Because I need you tonight
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Wonder if I take you home would you still be in love baby
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Because I need you tonight
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home, home
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home home home
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Verse Two: Lil' Kim
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Do you know who I be? Lil' Kim the loot teddy (that's right)
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Here trying to put it on you fools trying to run up in
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(what's the matter Big Momma, don't you like what you see)
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Like my girl Mary B. you just ain't runnin' up in me
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You got to give me what I need baby, that's a drop top Z baby
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Martini and Roxy, icedy Spomaonte`
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Dom Perejoun so we can get it on, Movatto watch
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Tennis for the wrists, nigga you ain't ever since no ice like this
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So now you know what you're working with, handle ya business
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And keep coming with that stuff that I like, light a candle
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I'm too hot to handle, I see your eyes sizin' up my hips and my thighs
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Man I'll do things to you, Vanessa Del Rio would be shamed to do
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chorus:
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Verse Three: Kleptomaniac
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Mack ass niggaz, smooth like Tom Cat and ?Masusso?
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Games for pro leading parties with bitches and a sex Coupes
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Who spittin' game, all without the eye contact
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We're all without contracts, laying my game down flat
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Kleptomaniac, rides in this rhythm that you give him
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I'm that right, let press ya suns you got to get ya skins tight
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Catching mobile phones, showing women how to live life
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If that's your girl, she wasn't last night
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Made her life worth while, Benjamins by the piles
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Turn her frowns to smiles, lvin' Goodfellaz life style
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Nails done and hair, living rooms with chandelaers
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Sex in a strech Lex, no cares for who wanna stare
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Yeah now that's a real women for ya, higherd Vecks and lawyers
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Pearl gems and tag for ya's, Bachelor Degrees
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Bringin' home bacon and cheese, freaky Shaundra ain't afraid to get some
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Dirt up on her knees
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chorus:
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I Need You Tonight
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Junior M.A.F.I.A. |