[Pete Rock]
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Aiyyo, check this one out
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Somethin smooth
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Calm you down
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Check out the story
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Ya know what I mean? 1998
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It's Vinia on the hook up
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Pete Rock
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Aiyyo, a type love story, with the guts and glory
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Yes a high priced shorty, dollar signs when you saw me
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Havin naughty intentions witcha
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Rear suspension, a star, the first convention
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Got the camera's attention, I mentioned no names
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I guess times changed from the subway trains
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to the first class planes, still the same type of freak
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in the penthouse suite, and rendezvous to meet
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I guess we goin Deep Cover you still got the hunger
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for the Chocolate Boy Wonder, back to the Days of Thunder
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Thighs and light eyes, caramel surprise
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Soft skin and healthy size, I'm just that type of guy
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Fly and cool, Ms. Jamaica at the pool
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Takin her to school, debate the golden rule
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Only fools fall fast, sellin out for the cash
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but this love's gotta last from the ash to the dust
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Build trust, beyond the lust, kick back
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and split a Dutch, chill out and tell tales and such
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You're mind blowin
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Chorus: Vinia Mojica
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Mind blowin, decision
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Causes head-on collision
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You know it
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and I know it
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That you need me, I want you
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[Pete Rock]
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Yo, a ghetto superstar, got a taste for caviar
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So far, you're up to par, with the luxury car
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The Lex or the Benz, connect with your friends
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Once again in the lens tryin to follow the trends
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From tens to hundreds, designer tight threads
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and strong black dreads, catch the "OOH" from the heads
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("You see that dime kid?")
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Yo a med school grade, my pen still on the pad
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remembering, what we had, FUBU past the fad of Lugz and thugs
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Now we sip each other's wine on Persian rugs
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Givin love and backrubs
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in tubs with the bubbles, carefree from the struggle
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I like your new muscle, so appealing to my Hustle, to Knock
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It's the one and only Pete Rock
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Got a lock on this lady might even make a baby
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No time to act shady, it's strictly for the ladies
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Mind blowin
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Chorus
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[Pete Rock]
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Aiyyo, playin Trivial Pursuit, with lottery loot
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Feedin me grapes and fruit in your birthday suit
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Parachute over Paris, you way above average
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Type built for marriage, with twins in the carriage
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Thank Aladdin for the wish and deep fry fish
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There's no way we can miss (SWISH!) it's all good
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when we back in the hood, twistin trees with no wood
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When I was stressed out, you always understood
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To my legend, no question, you're the answer
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with the legs of a dancer, can't refuse a Jolly Rancher
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Born a Cancer zodiac, with features that attract
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Causin cardiac arrest, no stress, take my hands
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and caress your chest, sleep and dream about the rest
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When it comes to beauty girl it's no contest
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Grab ahold of yourself, and, open your eyes
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Get wise to my exercise and realize
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We got one life to live baby, just one
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We only got one life to breeze, see us live through our seeds
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Chorus (repeat to fade)
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Mind Blowin'
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Pete Rock |