[Cha Cha]
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Yo, yo, yo
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[D-Dot]
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Yeah, uh
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Another D-Dot joint, Cha Cha
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[Cha Cha]
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Cha Cha, Cha Cha
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1 - I wear my sunglasses at night
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So I can, so I can
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Keep track of visions in my eyes
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Repeat 1
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Yo pretty feisty ain't she, eighteen she can't be
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Heard he was some broad getting over then that ain't me
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Cause I'm that broad that their broads tell more broads about
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And on their mouths is the mouths my name won't stay out
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Big benjamining in the slimming
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And see me, I keeps in it
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Chrome spinning window tinted
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I can see me all up in it
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It's only summer I have him moving out before fall
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How the misses gon' let the mistress steal dough from y'all?
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Have him taking me to the places he don't go with y'all
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Be the one he sneak and call when he out with y'all
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Come on y'all gotta admit it's kind of good to be young
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Got his whip, got him whipped, and she don't know what's going on
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Yeah I ran that bank account, spent everything in it
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Took the credit cards, pushed the Visa to the limit
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She be so nieve too the things you believe boo
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If I was you I'd be rocking these sunglasses too, come on
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Repeat 1
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I see this industry gon' love me or hate me
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But y'all aren't fans, ain't gonna make me or break me
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It takes you a year to get a hit I can't relate see
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Cause what you doing in minutes, seconds it takes me
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Ain't got no choice so take your verbal spanking like a troop
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We're all actors and I'm whooping your whole cast and crew
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I make this vow if it's the last thing a sister do
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To rip this mic until I'm out of breath or black or blue
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This is going out to all your rappers who be acting new
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Give me my props or I'mma take them like a rapist do
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And why you females hatin' me cause I ain't hatin' you?
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I'll take your man for a second but I'll give him back to you
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Ain't trying to keep him every state have a him and you
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If you were in these sneaker shoes you would do it too
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So understand y'all just got picked out of the chosen few
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But he gon' always gonna think of me when he holding you
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What'cha wanna do? Come on
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Repeat 1
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I make 'em come up out the cuffs quick to touch this Miss Luscious
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Make you see how much you miss from the broad you fuss with
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Ask a friend if you don't know-oh, vanilla slash cocoa
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I be dipping your five to the uh-oh
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Messing with that Sebring chick, touch knee deep quick
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And if need be switched cause the team is getting thick
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I keeps all I leave with ain't nothing strategic
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Broads see chick wanna be chick
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Without cause, sea sick
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So if you really just going there buying a Benz
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Moving that kind of weight, getting them kind of ends
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Count me in, you really trying to ball and spin
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In front all you men, I rock these shades for all you men
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Repeat 1 till end
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Sunglasses
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| Cha Cha |
