To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies The back of the club, sippin' moet, is where you'll find me The back of the club, mackin' ***, my crew's behind me Mad question askin', *** passin', music blastin', but I just can't quit Because one of these honies biggie gotta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not Why blow up my spot 'cause we both got caught
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