She’s on wood, she’s on wood,
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She’s on wood, she’s on wood.
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Okay, you’re bitch on wood,
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Her clay on wood,
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She got my dick on wood
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Because I grip on wood.
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Okay, she not on wood,
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She jack on wood
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I hit her spot on wood,
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I just can’t stop on wood.
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To my ladies in my door, raise your hands in your cars
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See me winning in this game, bitch, you got your shit on pause.
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See your bitch, she on wood, says it’s bigger, call it low.
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On a dick she go ham, this is harder, call it hard.
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We just wait on the effect, we already know the cause
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Get your girl with no respect, at least I promise not to call
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Show up niggers like I could, but I have sold in the woods.
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No carpet in the hand, so she got fucked on the hard wood.
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Sling is what that anyone of you that choosing if I could
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You sure probably hope I won’t, there’s no question if I would.
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Seems like you saw eyes on me, I lose my shades, it’s all I see.
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Can’t deny your chick on wood, do it all good, she made me seem like.
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She’s on wood, ( I see you) she’s on wood, ( I see you)
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She’s on wood, ( I see you)she’s on wood ( I see you).
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Okay, you’re bitch on wood,
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Her clay on wood,
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She got my dick on wood
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Because I grip on wood.
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Okay, she not on wood,
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She jack on wood
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I hit her spot on wood,
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I just can’t stop on wood.
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To my niggers in the club, pockets full of what the fuck
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Got to convince the baddest chick not to compare you to these scrubs
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You hard work like eighty thousand, you care less about some dogs,
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You just let your money talk, I could care less about some sluts.
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Bitch is on my wood, but to weed I show no love,
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We don’t pour on record, niggers, we meet eyes at tender bar.
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Now you wander with this bottle but the glass ain’t new to us,
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Fuckin’ whine and broke his throat out tryin’ to jack outside the bus.
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They hit present as they haunt me, get rid of her probably,
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I was dancing with her, now she’s tryin’ to tag along and flaunt me.
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You see, we live a movie, you just tryin’ to get your scene right,
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Took her back to the crib and called my guy, he heard me sing like
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She’s on wood, (I see you) she’s on wood, (I see you)
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She’s on wood, (I see you)she’s on wood (I see you).
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Okay, you’re bitch on wood,
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Her clay on wood,
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She got my dick on wood
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Because I grip on wood.
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Okay, she not on wood,
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She jack on wood
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I hit her spot on wood,
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I just can’t stop on wood.
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She’s on wood, she’s on wood.
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On Wood
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| B Justice |
