[ Shawnie Shawn ]
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Yo, what's goin on Ice?
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[ Ice-T ]
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Yo what's up Shawnie Shawn?
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Man, just trippin off this girl, man
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[ Shawnie Shawn ]
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Girls?
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You?
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The Iceberg?
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Aw man, come on, spill it, man
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She was a swinger
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Talkin 'bout high post
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She was the most
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Knew she was fine, dope, fly
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She didn't have to try
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She brought a eye on my eye in a crowded club
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I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge
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She moved through the crowd in a straight line
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The closer she got, mad thoughts ran through my mind
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Yo, what would I say, yo, how would I chill?
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My mind drew a blank, the whole scene was ill
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She stepped in the light, she was dynamite
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Her eyes said, "I wanna be with you all night
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I wanna rub you down, I wanna kiss, caress your soul
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Make your body warm and cold
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Do everything sexually you ever heard"
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And she hadn't said a single word..
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I said, "Damn, what the hell am I gonna do?"
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But my eyes said the same things too
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I tried to speak, she put a finger across my lips
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Followed it with a kiss
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She said, "I want you bad," and she moved in next to me
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This woman spelled out ecstacy
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Said, "I've seen on the movies and TV
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I love your records, but I ain't no groupie
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Just wanna love ya, cause you're a real man
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And you deserve this lovin like only I can"
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I wanted her bad, and I am a man
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That night the shit hit the fan
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[ Shawnie Shawn ]
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Damn, man
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Keep on with it, man
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Come on now kick it, man
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You gotta kick it right, though
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Let me know what's up
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She had a 500 S-E-L airtight
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Cellular phone, brand-new, it was white on white
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As we walked to the car, I couldn't help but recognize
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Her small waist and sexy thighs
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She had a beach house she owned and a restaurant
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Took me in her crib and put Sade on
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As the waves hit the rocks in the moonlight
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She came up behind me and squeezed me real tight
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My mind started to trip, flip, roll, and roam
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What about my girl who's at sleep at home?
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But before I could lock in on that thought
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She broke out with a new men's watch that she had bought
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She put it round my wrist, it was a perfect fit
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And said in my ear, "Want you to have it"
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Then she unzipped her dress, dropped it to the ground
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My mind was totally blown by now
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She gazed at me nude in the moonlight
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Pumps still on, her body was firm and tight
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I looked at her breasts as they glistened and rised
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Right before my eyes
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And all I could say to myself was, "Damn.."
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The night the shit hit the fan
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[ Shawnie Shawn ]
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Man, man, man
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I understand...
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(The night the shit hit the fan)
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Come on now
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I feel it
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Come on
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(The night the shit hit the fan)
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Damn, man
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It's all that
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Shit
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Come on, Ice
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Kick that shit
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Now I'm a player, I been all around the world
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Made love to many girls
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But tonight this was the big league
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And I was worryin about fatigue
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I wanna do this girl, so she won't forget me
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And I knew that she'd let me
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She moved close and took my shirt off
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She said my skin was soft
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Then slipped her hand
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Between my stomach and my waist band
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Man, I couldn't take it no more
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Fuck the bedroom, we use the kitchen floor
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We hit skins all weekend
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We didn't even eat, we just hit em again
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I love to think about how it went down
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But she's no longer around
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Left town with some fly guy
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She's on some island drinkin D'Acqueray's and Mai Thai's
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But she gave me the keys to the beach house
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She knows what I'm about, at least now she figured out
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I ain't nothin but a straight up man
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And I might need those keys the next time the shit hits the fan
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Yeah
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Uh!
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Yeah
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Uh..
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Yeah
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Uh
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I want her
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[ Shawnie Shawn ]
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Damn
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All that, all that
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And after all that
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You know?
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You always know, man
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In the long run
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You meet another one like the other one
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Shit Hit The Fan (featuring Shawnie Shawn)
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Ice-T |