You looked closely couldn¡¯t believe what ya¡¯ saw so you took a closer look
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And realized that ya¡¯ spots been took
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Out from under-What a blunder-Should¡¯ve looked before ¡®ya leap
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Then leaped into the lions mouth and now want to retreat
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To a higher ground and look down on the peoples who ain¡¯t where ¡®ya at
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Played ya¡¯ cards on one hand - luck ran out ? fallen flat
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Now there¡¯s no way back. Try a new plan of attack
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Cuz ya¡¯ went head up and met up wit some dudes who won¡¯t let up
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I¡¯m fed up wit you and your wack ass crew
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All about the hos, man you need to get a clue
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Go pop a sadsong for someone who really cares
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You say payback¡¯s a bitch, but you ain¡¯t ever been there
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To experience what it is. Now you¡¯re fiendin¡¯ for show biz
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Brains for a dollar. Lead on from the collar.
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Mouth foamin¡¯ for a piece of the action
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Give a dog a bone? It¡¯s like watchin¡¯ rover roll over in his grave
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When he finds it¡¯s his path to a permanent vacation
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Six feet deep ? Too late to you say won¡¯t sleep
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Your sorry ass is used up and dryer than a cactus. Too late for practice.
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Knew you¡¯d bat your lashes
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Like a ho for the camera lickin¡¯ up the lens
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Hold your breath when goin¡¯ under and your quick to catch the benz
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Bendin¡¯ over lettin¡¯ labels take everything ya¡¯ got
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Never had a lot so keep openin¡¯ your crotch
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Cuz your bound to get pimped ¡®til you limp, and get thrown
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But still can¡¯t get your nose up cuz you¡¯re caught up by the undertow.
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Don¡¯t get swept away by the undertow
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Don¡¯t get caught up in the undertow
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Think twice before you test the undertow
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It¡¯s takin¡¯ ¡®you under. It¡¯s takin¡¯ you under
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They say beauty¡¯s in the eye of the beholder
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Well she¡¯s got the beholders in check cuz she demands respect
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Smooth sophistication ? scintillatin¡¯ conversation
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Savoir faire beyond compare, man ? I even stared
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At the dozen roses on her doorstep each day
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And twice as many quote lovers tryin¡¯ to step through her doorway
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That would get my encore ? pourin¡¯ out their hearts
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Not knowin¡¯ their game is futile from the start. Torn apart
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Some food for thought ? I knew a quickee¡¯s what you sought fool
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She¡¯ll run it your way but you gotta run it her way, too.
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But everybody slips sometimes. She ain¡¯t a master of the craft.
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Thought she¡¯d seen the gift to gab when this veteran checked in
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And checked out the merchandise not once but thrice
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A triple take on the real estate and put the move in fake
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And kicked spectacular vernacular redefining smooth
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Finesse to bless and impress, so she had to move
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To her private chateau, up on the plateau
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And while she¡¯s doin¡¯ the talkin¡¯, her silk stockin¡¯s
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Are on the way down after a night out on the town
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Convinced her knight in shining armor¡¯s now been found
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She thought she knew where this was goin¡¯. What a pity.
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Rollin¡¯ over in the morning ? Surprise! ? a couple fitties.
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Don¡¯t get swept away by the undertow
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Don¡¯t get caught up in the undertow
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Think twice before you test the undertow
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It¡¯s takin¡¯ ¡®you under. It¡¯s takin¡¯ you under
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She¡¯s looking for a god-fearing Christian man where
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You¡¯re a bad man so repent all you can
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But she don¡¯t know how to show affection
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And wouldn¡¯t trip if I didn¡¯t use protection
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If she gets pregnant, then that¡¯s how it is
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But I won¡¯t get burnt, and that¡¯s how it is
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Demanding a promise ring to flaunt to all her friends
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And why I don¡¯t rock the latest trends and latest Benz
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The more you love someone, the bigger rock you buy
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She gets what she wants, and then it¡¯s baby bye, bye!
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She left four separate men at the altar
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Happened each and every time without falter
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I ain¡¯t namin¡¯ names, but I gotta keep it real
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I won¡¯t be her Sugar Daddy payin¡¯ all the bills
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Me and her together spell catastrophe
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The V won¡¯t get caught up by the undertow, baby! You crazy!
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Yeah, you know what I¡¯m sayin¡¯
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You¡¯ve got another thing comin¡¯ if you think I¡¯ll be takin¡¯ under
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Cuz I do the Cypress Hill mein, I ain¡¯t goin¡¯ out like that. That¡¯s on the
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one.
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So, Aah, you better watch yourse |