[Kon Artis - Chorus]
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Now out of all the women in the place,
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you got me starin' at your pretty face.
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And with that body I could truly say that
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u r the one, u r the one, u r the one, ooh oooh.
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Amazed by the way that you shake them hips,
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shakin' your ass off in my dick.
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I get aroused by them sexy lips cause
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u r the one, u r the one, we r the one that can do.
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[Swift]
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And you wonder why I call you everyday of the week,
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and have that operator breakin' on your line when you speak.
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And I can say that I'ma make you mine in a blink.
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You nominated just for your behind and I'm ?,
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you a thug with your best of friend, mud-wrestlin'.
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Sittin' in the corner with a mug and a cup of gin.
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See me lookin' for you when you win in a pen,
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see I hug you dirty. You confronting me for flirtin'?
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You wanted me so suddenly, my company's a burden,
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but I won't jump a balcony, and how can I be hurtin'.
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I'm just playin' wit you and it's workin'.
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Your friend's can't save you, they fakin' like they nurses.
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[Bizarre]
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First time I saw you, up in them guests,
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you the only reason I use Federal Express.
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Shit, I don't be havin' no packages. Naw,
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I'm getting dressers, lamps, and big matresses.
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I go crazy when I smell your odor.
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I just want to pick you up, and take you to Pan-De-Rosa.
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Steak and potatoes, whatever you want.
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I'll write just the buffet, my publics check then come.
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You don't care about D12, you don't know about Bizarre.
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All you know that I'm weird and I wear a wonder-bra.
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That's fine, I just wanna make you mine.
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niggas say you a 3, I think you a dime.
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[Chorus]
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[Proof]
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I love the way yo' body grindin', gettin' all in my face.
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Only thing on your mind is which wallet to ?.
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Your ass looks so perfect with your thong on your waist,
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built like a stallion, you belong in a race.
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Get money by the barrel, King Kong in the place.
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Movie and a dinner, that's as long as I wait.
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Hey, I ain't on your ear off, talkin' dates.
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Got you dizzy of the crissy, you ain't walkin' straight.
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Got a roomy, bring your booty, and lets cultivate.
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You so pretty, love them titties, they soft and fake.
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Bring your friends, "Damn your skin smell like coffeecake."
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Yo meet me at the place when you get off at eight.
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[Kuniva]
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The way you move have got me buggin' out.
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And you quick to take off your jacket and slug it out,
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we thug it out. Pourin' 40's out and give each other ?. In fact,
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we both hate goin' out, we both hate small gats.
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You the truth I'm for real yo I love you to death.
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And if we break up, I'ma stalk you and bug you to death.
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Till you scared to leave the house because you know I'm in the bushes.
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We went from hugs and kisses into shoves and pushes.
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Tis all love, take it and stride, I'm only jokin' wit you.
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I don't get down like that, you know I'd never hit you.
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But yet and still if I ever feel I'm about to,
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(Gets angrier)
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I'll gently grab the shoulders and shake the shit out ya girl!!!
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[Chorus]
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[Kon Artis]
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I take a light skinned, dark skinned, short and black,
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add in to a sassy and they ass is fat.
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Corporate suburb when you could be a classy rat.
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Louis Votton cost to much to have a bag to match.
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Girl forget all that, I'm gettin' rich off rap,
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and you could be my aid in all as long as you got my back.
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Seditary, there's entrepreneurs, and that's a fact.
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And your birthday's seven days after mine, correct?
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Well that's two things that we got in common, baby.
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Hopin' there ain't a problem that I'm involved in Shady.
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Cause come next year, I will not be datin',
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cause my plan's to be with your stankin' ass OK?
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[Chorus]
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U R The One
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| D12 |
