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I met a girl down at the disco
She said, "Hey, hey, hey, yeah, let's go"
I could be ya baby, you could be my honey
Let's spend time not
spitting heat every day
Everyday you come thru, treat it like your birthday
Catch and shoot I never miss score all the hoes like Klay
Write produce and mix
and you want to get it fixed
Send for the doctor with the medicine for your chest
Fill your prescription with the right mix
My kiss and I will say what
brains
Slangin' yayo, it all remains the same
Step and you'll catch some buck shots
Murder one on the Clair my glock glock
Mo thugs what's up nigga
lived in an unflushable toilet bowl
And now you want me to
Help you overthrow what?
The only Truth that can be
Delivered to a four year
Revolutionary with
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I met a girl down at the disco
She said, "Hey, hey, hey, yeah, let's go"
I could be ya baby, you could be my honey
Let's spend time not
been holding it down, the flow anchored
Niggas really in the mix right now
Know they fiending for it, this a fix right now
Cook a nigga, wrist wrist
Trust me I need you in my life
Trust me I need you in my life
I need you baby
Yea I Do
I need you baby
Yea I do
I need you baby
Yea
Right now now now now
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)
Rushin' up
the spotlight right now
I got my mix of juice and gin
VIP, that's where the ball is gettin' in
Yeah, ladies, free before ten
Next week, we gonna do it all again
of the dead, Anubis (Yay)
Now, I want, to introduce, the rest of the mummy team
I promise that they won't short change you, this ain't no pyramid scheme
Well
and even when you do
You still could get fucked
That's just what it is, but you knew that
Now you thinking when your mom said
"Don't do that"
You sittin' in
nothing you can do but get your PHD.
(Playa hata's degree?) That's right!
(Aw hell yeah!)
Player Haters Academy, located on Wellfarm, in Detroit
bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick
Yo wait - I don't want it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me
bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick
Yo wait - I don't want it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me
am so cool
Knock knock, "Who is it?"
"It's the Soopa, here to pay that ass a visit heard you wasn't givin up
Your pussy, so I got the right dick
're Spoonie Gee"
"That's right, honey, how did you know me?"
She said, "Spoonie Gee, you're all the same
And everybody who disco know your name"
I said,
glamourous, she ain't impressed and it shows
She don't like your new clothes, she don't care about your playa pose
Do you suppose I could hook up and spend time
rather have the digits than daps (tell 'em)
So give me the haps, do you want the meat or the scraps? (come on)
Put heat on my naps, and now my hair look
a prepositional phrase, it sounds ridiculous
And how you think gimme more is something Charles Dickens says
Come on now let's do math
And have a little race to see
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
they actin standoffish
? by hand like canned raw crawfish
Can you please pass the cocktail sauce?
You might as well know, hell is hot as hell boss
want to caress those hips now, want to kiss those lips now
(Badu)
Hello? Hey babyyy
I know you called and I didn't answer twice
But baby that's
'bout it but show me to what degree (yeah!)
We dont complain on this side if we really do want it you know we goin' get it
Now ima icy motherfucker, cold
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