Go bananas if you lickin my split with the lavender six
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sexier than calendar chicks my voice is orgasm to mix
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have my money accurate
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I don't won't my cats to flip they clap and shit
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real nails no tips that you love to kiss
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and for I mereda sour get my thugs to crisp
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front row cheering the knicks illegal pit stack my arithmetic
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but dick ya lips I like hard and stiff can you handle it
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Sole' burn tracks like candle wit
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independent woman so you don't have to trip
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baby we can go dutch half pay for it
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chorus: we can do anything that you wanna do
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go anyplace that you wanna go
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I ain't no money hungry hoe
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Sole' don't need ya dough no no
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Yo we number one for months
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tryin to catch up like hunch
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yo we up front and personal
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I heard ya label jerkin you
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feel like hurtin who
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Lord have mercy on you
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only female out the crew
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5 6 and petite rockin baby blue and the navy two times two
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with twenties on it get up on it you want it but they ain't no how
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bitchbagade ??have you hoes feel trapped when faced with hot tracks
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I take my hails off you takin dirt naps I heard that
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make you work pass ATL home of the lats
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bringing real hip hop back now who can top that
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need to stop that we top cats where my niggas at
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chorus: two times
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You don't really wanna face me
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I had to smack a bitch in the dressing room of Macy's
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you don't wanna make me put my hands up
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get yo man what you know we buck misery pull the truck up
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he ran like a duck
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now its me and you boo
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and you shit out of luck
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open up and meet these nuts
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now you lumped up for what
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talkin out ya lip now the next thing you kiss is peroxide Mrs
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rappin ain't yo style you need to switch
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read your top ten list Sole' on top of this
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what what yo yo and you know that I'm the soloist
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I'm rollin dice make'm clap to this
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chorus: four times
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Make'm clap to this make'm make'm make'm clap to this
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(repeat till fade)
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Accurate Math
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| Sole |
