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Eh, eh, eh Looking for Tati, Sienna, Adina, Savannah Looking for Roxy, Shaquita If you in The Bay, I'll come meet ya If you in The A, I need ya I'm a fiend for Anita Looking for the bad, and the baddest On a Monday, like we in Magic, hey Every big film needs a supporting cast She know she ain't the one but she supporting that Room service bottles, I'ma order that She got a bomb ass pearl but it's more than that She knows what it is and she play her role Every girl's not built for it, it takes a toll She hops on top and she take control And it's between us, she won't tell a soul Our secret, it's how we keep it Not everybody's business who I sleep with Poppin' Dom P, I ain't drinking cheap shit It's G and Too Short, every bar gotta bleep it Album 25, it's The Pimp Tape Asked the OG, "How long did this take?" He said, "It's an Oakland thang" Then he sparked another one, just, just smokin', mayne Looking for Tati, Sienna, Adina, Savannah Looking for Roxy, Shaquita If you in The Bay, I'll come meet ya If you in The A, I need ya I'm a fiend for Anita Looking for the bad, and the baddest On a Monday, like we in Magic, hey She's on my line, and that's good to know And she's a bad one, so that's good for $hort She's ready, and I'm wit' it Got the Uber on the way, I'll be there in a minute We can hit the bar and have a few drinks Get in the zone, tell me what you think About my lifestyle, it's quite wild I like to use Magnums, no Lifestyle I hope I don't scare you with how I'm living I'm all around the world with beautiful women I can't help that, I'm a player And if you still on my line, hit me later Then we can chill all the time, anywhere Make a lot of noise, let 'em know when we here Pulling on your hair, slap you on the rear You see me with my other girl, you don't care Looking for Tati, Sienna, Adina, Savannah Looking for Roxy, Shaquita If you in The Bay, I'll come meet ya If you in The A, I need ya I'm a fiend for Anita Looking for the bad, and the baddest On a Monday, like we in Magic, hey The kind of girl I only fuck with: dimes And I'm tryin' to fuck all the time Are you a freak, shorty? What's your sign? I bet you I could make you mine First, I'ma put you on that D'Ussé And then I'ma front up in that pussy Girl, I need you on my line I only fuck with dimes
Writer(s): Terius Nash, Stanley Cox, Gerald Gillum, Zachary Evan Perry, Todd Anthony Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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