feat Willie Taylor
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Oh, baby I'm talking to you.
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U-u-uh, yeah.
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I would buy anything you sell, follow you to hell
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You got me actin' over in myself
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Don't drop me, cause I'm in the palm of your hand
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My boys laughed at me, I don't even care
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How may it sound
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I'm just being real, well
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I'ma speak from the heart
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I'ma be sincere
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You seem to be the type I could love for life.
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I'm tryna found out for myself
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See if I'm right baby
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You're killin em close
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You'd be dressing your ass off
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Hair and your nails looking fresh from salon
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You ain't got to be on TV or magazines
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From my POV (point of view), you're a star to me.
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Can I, may I get your autograph
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Or perhaps you could put your number under your name
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And give the young man a chance to prove you
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Worth a young woman such as yourself.
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If I'm deserved it?
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(Willie Taylor:)
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Oh, girl
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Aren't you the baby I can't get enough of?
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You my angel, yeah
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Thug angel!
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Oh girl, oh
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I can't get enough of you
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Come here baby (I need you), yeah.
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Thug angel!
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There goes my baby, my lady, my heart beat
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She the blur circulating
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Do my thing, she the torch in my brain
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It go lavish trap for so long to obtain
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Cause yo dope, she mine
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If I want her kit, got to treat her everyday as if
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We just met, and she treat me the same
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Smile on her face when I walk
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Inside the room, nothing else matters.
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Everyday silouhettes, the only living colors
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Is me and my bitch.
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Come here, give me kiss and your real hug too
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They jealous, they tell us to get a room
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But everyways I'm loveless, and I swear
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We could make love right here.
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Get my soft candy, I unwrap you
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And then pop it in, the flavour everlasting.
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(Willie Taylor:)
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Oh, girl
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Aren't you the baby I can't get enough of?
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You my angel, yeah
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Thug angel!
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Oh girl, oh
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Come here
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I can't get enough of you.
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Come here baby (I need you), yeah.
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Thug angel!
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My baby like a simple bass.. to give her happiness
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She not into all of that, she ain't into all of this
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I think we found the rest ...
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And growing all together is in our future,
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Love chow, waw, orgy, gorgeous
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Flawless
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She's all that I'm wanting when I'm boring
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To my thugs, when we hang out in the clubs
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Cause I turned down all thet upper brothers
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But, to her I'm the best thing
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Since sex is been here
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She cry when I'm in it, cause
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It feels so good, like ball beauty ...
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I doubt that you ever found another like mine
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And I'll never ours.
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So if we split, then we both had a loss
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Your my soft candy , I unwrap you
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And then pop it in, the flavour long lasting.
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(Willie Taylor:)
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Oh, girl
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Aren't you the baby I can't get enough of?
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You my angel, yeah
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Thug angel!
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Oh girl, oh
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Come here
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I can't get enough of you.
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Come here baby (I need you), yeah.
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Thug angel!
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My Angel
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| Prodigy |
