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La la la la la
La la la la la

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Bow! Bow!
I through the door with the raw Martin Margiela superstar status
Everything stellar, with some bad bitches and some sellers
already jealous, we in this joint like Bob Marley and The Wailers
She already wanna pick, dont be so over zealous
Go to the bar to get like a propeller
The bar maids is Stella
Im so appalled like McCartney, you record me
Am I mad? Hardly, Im here to party
One of yall to give me like Lati-fah
Niggas in the corner smoking ree-fa
Seen a she had bottom like a speak-er
put some hands on her like a preach-er
Hmmmm! let me take my time
She ordered Bacardi, twisted in the limelight
Seen ass cause I got hindsight
She was lit shining bright in a fit that was
Bout to get that invite to a over Egypt
She said You rap? Yea
Im Tutankhamun kicking it, this rap money

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Feels so
I wanna touch
So go, go
feel you close, keep touching

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La la la la la, how you it

2]
She was all couture, in a Tom
Security guard let me in cause Im
Of finesse, the under, the rings, the
Code is to always stay
Aware of a chest I stay abreast
She was cold, Im here to de-congest
This next to us was slopped and made a mess
Knocking bar stools, I hoped that he carpooled
Im locked into my mood, Long as dude dont my groove
I wont have to take it to high school
Rewind! No need to take me back in
my mind on the grind and the great feline
Cause whats in front of me is behind
Up north shes thick, south shes fine
Tuned in to what Im
Im so when Im pursuing
The ladies, the ladies, a soldier of love Sade
So in love to this lady when nigga tried to play me
Saw me talking to and started acting shady
Dude got like crack in the 80s
Uh, uh, uh! You wanna test this yo
You never know who got a check up in the
You Hollywood. Nah nigga, Im
So I cracked his head a motherfucking bottle

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