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Giacomo Girolamo Casanova (, Italian: [ˈdʒaːkomo dʒiˈrɔːlamo kazaˈnɔːva, kasa-]; 2 April 1725 – 4 June 1798) was an Italian adventurer and author from the Republic of Venice. His autobiography, Histoire de ma vie (Story of My Life), is regarded as one of the most authentic and provocative sources of information about the customs and norms of European social life during the 18th century.Casanova was known to use pseudonyms, such as baron or count of Farussi (the maiden name of his mother) or Chevalier de Seingalt (French pronunciation: ​[sɛ̃ɡɑl]). After he began writing in French, following his second exile from Venice, he often signed his works as "Jacques Casanova de Seingalt". He claims to have mingled with European royalty, popes, and cardinals, along with… more »

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Uh, uh, uh

Baby girl, I'm coming home
You all mine today, ooh
And I'ma hold on tight, I'm on you
And as we lay (girl, as we lay, ooh)
We gon' start to play a game
We start to lose track of the time
We don't even care
Baby, as we lay (that's right)
Baby, as we lay

Fresh on from eight
Eat the pussy like it's steak
And I bet I scrape the plate
Only real niggas can relate (ooh)
I love the way that booty shake
Pulled up on her in a black drop (oh yeah)
Licked her stash box
Put my gun in it, gave her back shots
Empty the clip in it
I saw what's good, so you know I double dipped in it
I'm countin' money like a banker
Tell her that she fuckin' with a gangster
Nigga, that ain't shoot 'til it's all over
Head so good, that shit'll make you pull the car over
Had this song in my Benz Jeep (oh yeah)
She bust it open when the kids sleep
And I hit it at her workplace
She hate when I work late
I should've been home in the first place

Baby girl, I'm coming home
You all mine today, ooh
And I'ma hold on tight, I'm on you
And as we lay (girl, as we lay, ooh)
We gon' start to play a game
We start to lose track of the time
We don't even care
Baby, as we lay (that's right)
Baby, as we lay

Yeah, I'm down to run the red lights (that's right)
And since the head right, catch that erry night
Come and get this pussy, what she told me (that's right)
And I ain't gotta ring the bell, I got my own key
She bite the sheets when she gettin' louder (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Yeah, we did the shower
Before that, was the kitchen counter
Nah, I ain't picky
Petite store on Vickie
All night, all quickie
Left a hickie in between her thighs (that's right)
She came twice 'fore I realized
Shit, man, I can't even talk
I'm Blood, but I'm 'bout to Crip walk
All in it, she hate when I finish (oh yeah, oh yeah)
So she wait a couple minutes
To get it back up 'til she back up
Missus officer, I think you need some back up

Baby girl, I'm coming home
You all mine today, ooh
And I'ma hold on tight, I'm on you
And as we lay (girl, as we lay, ooh)
We gon' start to play a game
We start to lose track of the time
We don't even care
Baby, as we lay (that's right)
Baby, as we lay

Baby girl, I'm coming home
You all mine today, ooh
And I'ma hold on tight, I'm on you
And as we lay (girl, as we lay, ooh)
We gon' start to play a game
We start to lose track of the time
We don't even care
Baby, as we lay (that's right)
Baby, as we lay

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