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Cranston Ballou
Cranston Ballou
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Went to Atlanta, I married a stripper and never came back The first time I met her, we had a few words, and that was a wrap I told my story, I came out from Dallas, we both got attached We never thought that we would be the perfect match Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bills on the floor, she doing a sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep Heart is so cold, but shawty she sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Know for a fact, she not for the streets This not a game, I'm playing for keeps This ain't no cap, I want her for me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She throw it back like its retro I told her baby you special Grabbing my hand and won't let go, oh, oh They try to compete on your level I know that sometimes it gets stressful But you are the one that I care for I'm gone off the lean and the sprite, sprite We got a connection like WIFI Mami she looking so wine fine When she workin' that pole in the night time She run up them bands when it's prime time She be makin' them plays for the highlight Like a little Rihanna, she shine bright She was falling in love with the lime light Went to Atlanta, I married a stripper and never came back The first time I met her, we had a few words, and that was a wrap I told my story, I came out from Dallas, we both got attached We never thought that we would be the perfect match Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bills on the floor, she doing a sweep, sweep, sweep, sweep Heart is so cold, but shawty she sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Know for a fact, she not for the streets This not a game, I'm playing for keeps This ain't no cap, I want her for me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gave her my heart with no question I never wanted perfection I just want love and affection, yeah, yeah We got a solid connection Lovin' the way she undressin' She told me all her confessions Locked in, me and my baby, we locked in Options, I gave up all of my options Fall in, hop in the whip, then I fall in Answer the phone when you callin' Like Bonnie and Clyde, we be mobbin' Went to Atlanta, I married a stripper and never came back The first time I met her, we had a few words, and that was a wrap I told my story, I came out from Dallas, we both got attached We never thought that we would be the perfect match Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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