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My style can't be duplicated or recycled
This chick is a sick individual Sick tape, volume 2 Believe it Oh Oh Let me switsh up the game I drink that cognac Step back cause I might put it on ya I go deep so deep till you sleep Count sheep wake ya up from fucking all week You don't want me to show ya how freak birches act when I ain't sober Word up, I'm tore up, sho nuff I ain't scared to take it off (tell the freak to take it off) Tipsy and it feel good (feel good) black dudes got big woods Into it, I do it, I did it If you really, really want it then nigga stop frontin (stop frontin) Hey boy you know I'm your type (your type) 5'2 and wear my jeans real tight My curves they swerve so superb My word is my word and I came to serve ** We run this (run this) We run this (run this) We run this Oh, oh, oh It don't matter where you from It's where you at And if you came to freak-a-leak better bring your ass knuckle East coast, west coast, down south Represent your coast Yeah we run this *2 Y'all don't want it Cause my coast run it (oh~) We run this shit *2 ** Wanna pull my hair Break my back For the right money might sit in your lap Back to back I can't even keep track It's a fact the freaks love to get slapped Suck my toes, I need a back rub I don't come to do it I just wanna be touched Look at how y'all makin me blush I'm enough to go around so people don't push Wanna run that tush in the bush Don't my diamonds look real good? And they shine so hard that he glittas So many karots they look like crittas and we can do it all night Take a flashlight to see up in my windpipe I like to keep a nigga hype I wanna know can you handle my mike **chorus** Any hustla's in the party y'all? (hell ya) If you's a pimp let me see ya party on (hell ya) Oh strippas take yo clothes off (hell ya) Y'all superstars Y'all don't need no bodyguards (hell ya) Nigga I bow guard A lot of rappers say am way too hard Pull up to the club in a rental car Where the freaks at Freaks at da bar where da hard drinks are Don't start If you don't want beef don't take it that far With a superstar I got my foot on the clutch, see me bounce my butt Misdeameanor too much and I don't give a fuck We run this (run this) We run this (run this) We run this Oh, oh, oh It don't matter where you from It's where you at And if you came to freak-a-leak better bring your ass knuckle We run this Oh, oh, oh Represent your coast and act like you know Know how to act before you step your two feet in the do' |
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