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"3rd place is everything..
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C'mon, I'll show you"
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[MC Serch]
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Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
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Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you
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Light-skinned, steps into the picture
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Program is fixed, the mix will let you get your
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hand around waist, space drippin from moisture
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Strokin the neck, you suspect that she'll voice her
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approval, whippin and flippin your pelvis
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Brothers step in, step off, you get selfish
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Yours for the take-home, so she can take up space
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at your place, but then you start to wake up
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Groove goes to fade, introductions are made
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Love my name is Serch, now step for some shade
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in the dancehall
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"3rd place is everything.."
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"3rd place is everything.."
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[Pete Nice]
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Soulfully smooth, she slithered to a solo
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Spot to drop her bass and I'll follow
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Fiend on a focus, I spoke this figure of speech
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Supposed to sway those who seek
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such wisdom, wildly workin towards a woman
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Therefore she's drawn, to the other man's
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intentions of a G, tryin to stump me
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Announced presence in the house of Mr. Puffy
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Smoke filled the tight-packed system
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A rack of skirt, kit for a victim
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A three-stage pleasure on a principle
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as I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!)
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A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
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a female, to impale, push-up, smooth and
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turn to spurn desire -- that all?
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Another episode in the dancehall
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"3rd place is everything.."
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"3rd place is everything.."
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[MC Serch]
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Step to the A.M., playin a song that's slow
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Low tempo kicks lyrics to those who show
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a need to step to a def 3rd Bassment
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A wink of eye, the smile of a face and I'm
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D-O-W-N to send shockwaves
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up the spine, while the clock saves
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just enough ticks to lick neck to your lips
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Mouth to mouth, palm upon hips
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Sigh in pleasure, measures the heat up
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Nibble my neck, the affection I eat up
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Dine like a diner, hot enough to simmer
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Jam comes to a close, come give a
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number of seven in regard to the residents
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Told the mob that I slobbed and showed evidence
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Lipstick on the quill, a digit to call
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Another lovestruck, stuck to the wall
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of the dancehall
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"3rd place is everything.."
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"3rd place is everything.."
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[Pete Nice]
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Steppin over heads that swayed
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You move over and the record's played
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Swayed over smoothly, soothin a listener
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Undergoes wanted death of a dancer
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To twist over you rises your liquor
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Slight panic on a dancehall picture
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Motion flows, scene gets hectic
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Freakin bones like an epileptic
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Melody moves scenario to chaos
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Pursue principles and then you shoot livest
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So-called, it's boots that rise and fall
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Steppin to the A.M., in the dancehall
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"3rd place is everything.."
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"3rd place is everything.."
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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"3rd place is everything.." *echoes*
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Monte Hall
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