[Puba]
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Yeah, uhh
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Alamo Productions proudly presents
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a head-banger, check
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Chorus: repeat 2X
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Look at that sexy mama
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She sho' likes to grind
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Look at that sexy lady
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Please don't waste my time
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[Puba]
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I'ma tell you now that girls just ain't right
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Let me tell you bout this episode I had last night
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I takes me a shower then I grabs a quick bite
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Then I called Doogie Love to find out the kronkite, dig it
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Somethin's goin on -- an industry party downtown
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I'm comin to get ya nigga so, listen for the horn
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Before we hit the location, gotta pick up Alamo
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and get a bag of situation, now we downtown
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four blocks from the spot, time to park the car
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Honies outside, knowin who to give ?
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But you know how niggaz from the projects are
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Free drinks til ten, yo money, where's the fuckin bar?
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Honies all creamed out types and all lookin cute
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Me and Doogie same ol low-top baggy jeans and boots
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Body bangin, tits hangin, while we profilin
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Me and Ali' mad geeked off Long Island
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Uhh! Picture that, but then it dawned on me black
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honey set them traps, that's why Tyson was where he was at
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They want you for your name and fame, quick to get buttnaked
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When you play em out, they run and said you tried to take it
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That's why I don't talk to those, who like to pose in videos
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with no clothes, and groupies at shows
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Cause I know what's goin on, you won't catch me in the wrong
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Don't even try it baby, dig it
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Chorus
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[Puba]
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Well times is gettin drastic, time to pack the plastic
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Slide up in the wrong one, you'll end up in the casket
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No not me, I'm more careful see
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I make sho' I can't catch that old HIV
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But I tell you entertainment is some shit
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These groupie girls are sick
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Do most anything so they can get picked
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to come to your, room, smoke a little, boom
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Hear a little tune, after that, zoom zoom!
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No thanks, I'm only here for the bank
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And I'ma tell you point blank, won't let my dick walk the plank
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I hate to bust your bubble, so be out, on the double
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Cause I know how you groupies are, and I don't want no trouble
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So give me my cash and I'll pass on that ass
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When it comes to hittin ass, on the road, I'll just fast
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But don't you talk about skins all the time?
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Baby not ALL the time, but, when I do talk about skins, they mine
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I refuse to go out, like Magic Johnson; have to retire
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cause I touched a live wire, now my shit's on fire
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I travel in the name of Allah
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Won't be a fallin star for no hooker in a bra, that's dead
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You won't, roll me out, on a stretcher
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cause my second head, led my first head into bed
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So baby gets to steppin, be gone
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'Fore you nigga make a move like that
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just make sure you put a rubber on
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Chorus
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Don't Waste My Time
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Grand Puba |