[ Murs ]
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There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is
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But really it's my crew and these three white kids
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One brother, one sister, some other mister
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I wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed her
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They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick
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I ain't tryin to play it fair
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This supposed to be a party but it never made it there
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I paid five bucks just to get up in here and they wouldn't let us speak
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My homeboy Corey really had to take a leak
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Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door
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When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat
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Then her brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the coat
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[ CHORUS ]
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Baby
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Don't try to save me
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People
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Just let me be
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Fucker
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I'm not your brother
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Step back
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Rick James, respect that
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[ Slug ]
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You rappers can't write, you writers can't rap
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So I'ma light this room on fire and take a nap
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The women like to smile, the women love to frown
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So I come out to play after the sun goes down
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Ain't got no money but I gotta lotta love
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The fridge is empty but the belly is stuffed
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Happy New Year, gonna be a good year
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Need to keep it steady, so I'ma put my foot here
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Ugly as fuck, beer gut, dandruff
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Too high to sit still, too drunk to stand up
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And if you ain't wearin handcuffs throw a hand a up
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Like you don't give a fuck, what
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[ CHORUS ]
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Baby
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Don't try to save me
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People
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Just let me be
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Fucker
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I'm not your brother
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Step back
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My life, respect that
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Baby
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Don't try to save me
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People
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Just let me be
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Fucker
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I'm not your brother
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Step back
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Rick James, respect that
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[ Murs ]
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And that's why you added two nicotine habits
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Murs/Slug is the group but "Felt" is the fabric
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Known for reekin havoc on tracks automatic
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We will not fall off, dagnabit
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Steppin to the wax plate with a 900 average
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Makin rappers run home, a Barry Bond habit
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So savage, so sick, plus the stage show rips
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I got the hardcore and the teenage chicks
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All love Slug but who loves ugly?
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I heard God does, shameless plug
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But I don't give a fuck
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Cause if his album does well then you'll pick this up
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[ Slug ]
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At best I'll give you credit to protest
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Now let it rest and take your place on the bench
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Put that arrogance back in that bottle
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When these fools gonna use some common sense?
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Easy to find but hard to catch
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Regardless I still play my part in this mess
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Far from the nest but home is the heart
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Blesseth be the S, should've known from the start
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I'm not tryin to be rude
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But I sincerely wanna fuck the taste out of your mouth
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Can you - wait, wait, I got sidetracked again
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So I'ma chill and pass it off to my friend
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And he says
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[ Murs ]
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Slug, I got your back cause that's what I'm here for
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[ Slug ]
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All they did was front so we snuck through the rear door
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[ Murs ]
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Bailin through the middle of it all feelin good
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[ Slug ]
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And the fellas yell what, girls screamin like they should
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[ Murs ]
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Now all the beautiful people in the house close your mouth
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[ Slug ]
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Let the ugly shout, show em what it's all about
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[ Murs ]
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So don't try to turn it out, forget the guns and the knives
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[ Slug ]
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We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be just fine
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And it goes
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[ CHORUS ]
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Rick James (featuring Slug)
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Murs |