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Baby please jus understand Dat u fuckin with a Dope Boy now U fuckin with a Dope Boy now U fuckin with a Dope Boy now Baby please jus understand Dat u fuckin me U fuckin me U fuckin with a DOPE Boy Yeah, cum on I jus dnt kno where 2 start Walkin n dem jeans sweet thang she's a work of art Always lookin fresh and I mean yes babygirl got it Always showin flush and I mean yes I'm e-rotic Always got a clutch sum I can put dat heater n Kno dat dey gon frisk me nigga dis p-teezy Niggas ain't believe me I put her n a bag I bought my boo a benz ya still written jag Dat benz pulled kiesha, dat benz pulled tamika But u say dat I'm flirtin my nigga I ain't hurtin U all dat I need I'll b there 4 u When I cum up out these streetz sellin dis cocaine boo Yeah, wuteva we do we always gon b partners though I dnt wnt 2 hurt u though (cum on) Kno I gotta different hoe everywhere I turn it's Sumone tryna give me sum but sum of em ain't no bullshit Might get burn but it ain't nothing like u Me and her cool but I still gotta have u Gotta count n dis, we got tight n dis, we got d's n dis, and we got rifle n dis Jus ain't da same n da game u a boss bitch Kno dat u was far with da nigga dat u fuckin with Kno dem crackers cumin and I'm gunnin like it's veatnum Wnt 2 put me up but nigga wut I'm bout 2 get me sum All dat I need is a bitch actin like me Doesn't like u Un-huh represent boo U all dat I need I'll b there 4 u when I cum up out these streetz sellin dis cocaine boo
Writer(s): Clifford J. Harris, Aldrin Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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