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what I mean An ANTI NIGGA machine I ain't got no radio edits! Baby we don't come clean Yet I Stay on my JERU A dirty rotten scoundrel On the Southside In
lettuce go Incredible YO! This is what I mean An ANTI NIGGA machine I ain't got no radio edits! Baby we don't come clean Yet I Stay on my JERU A dirty
behind bars Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97 Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic Beef don't come with a radio edit Beef is when the judge is
A businessman And he's got this Work ethic that I always wish I had And he's Funny as fuck, too We had a game Growing up When the radio Was playing At random
behind bars Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97 Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic Beef don't come with a radio edit Beef is when the judge is
ooh ah sound I'ma push up on ya slow Get ya right by the end of the night Do something sweet Like massage ya feet And put Pretty Ricky cd
that ooh ahh sound I'ma push up on ya slow Get ya right by the end of the night Do something sweet Like massage ya feet And put Pretty Ricky cd
This here's for the radio edit We just got an X Rating Imma gone and wet it Yeah Wait a minute baby Wait a minute baby Two strokes to the right
And action Sitting round it's end of year Chilling as we get down on tequila and beer A dragonfly flutters by stopping in to say hi It lands down
from Far Rock hoppin' Over the turnstile To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot My joints have been a Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
roll with the boy and you know why She likes to burn it, I like to burn it Go to your radio station ya can hear me Pretty girl in my section come near me
the shit, you can tell by the stench I got no heart like i'm Melly DMX, I'm in her belly Grind on me like Pretty Ricky Too high, i feel like Lil Dicky Shawty
up, got him hit Loose bowels, leakin' by his gallbladder (huh) Ain't no limit to these soldiers, in the Nolia They don't know ya R.I.P. my nigga, Soulja
Frontin on yo man when ya "b-tch" walk by What's up, baby Can I get a maybe Katt said you need self-esteem, young lady So get yo ass out the closet
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