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Take bitches, take bitches Take-take-take-take bitches, bitches, bitches When I was 15, I wish I had bitches If you're in the mood Come on, hey, baby, you can back it up Right now Slide to the crib, if you can't then I'll pick you up Take you to the pound You and your man already had to break it up Right now You want to pipe, so let's go and make some love Mmm, I like you bitch I might have to put a ring on you and marry you quick But I See she has the power to water-bend pink matter Three stacks are what I am dropping on a bouquet of flower (hmm0 God-damn I'd love to hit that Coming over to the new flat See crack, making a weenie hut rise to the top of the Nasdaq Liking the way watching her legs carry the booty as a backpack (ooh) Thicker and hotter than Tiki Masala Butter chicken thighs are filling up my horizon Baby wants to fly I put her on the top of my bison You want to sprint, so I showed her how to switch to Verizon (Verizon) Pushing game in the Porsche I'ma teach you how to ride, you do me is the course Before we take off I'ma need to perform And show you how I lay it down average D in the morgue Cleopatra wants Caesar to come and top her A head knocker, pull her in a pied piper No makeup on, so cute you might fine her But she could be a bull and turn you into fine china One, two, three, at least not praying for the evening, but we are on our knees You're a winner baby, take this plaque Then I'll slap on that booty like a spatula on a flapjack If you're in the mood Come on, hey, baby, you can back it up Right now Slide to the crib, if you can't then I'll pick you up Take you to the pound You and your man already had to break it up Right now You want to pipe, so let's go and make some love
Writer(s): Cameron Coaley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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