| Hey, baby, flyer than a learjet
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| Pretty face slim waist, thighs quite thick
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| Body bangin', baby, holla at me, «What it do»?
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| Looking sexy, so throwed from your head to shoes
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| Sassy attitude, popping like a firecracker
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| You’ll be a nice night rider for a paper stack, yeah, yeah
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| Lil' mama let’s chill, I love the way you make me feel for real
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| Baby this the real deal, know what in talkin' 'bout?
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| Ooh, what a feelin', yeah
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| Every time you come around my body free fallin'
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| Ohh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah
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| Anytime you not around, me hear your body callin'
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| Sweet, sweet conversation, takin' it slow
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| Girl, show me emotion with thee lights down low
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| Worked too hard just to let it go, yeah, yeah
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| This time I got to let you know
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| That, it’s no provocation, just let flow
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| And show me your motion with thee light down low
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| And it’s been a long, long time, too long, so now
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| I just got to rewind back to when you say
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| Ooh, what a feelin', yeah
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| Every time you come around my body free fallin'
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| Ohh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah
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| Anytime you not around, me hear your body callin'
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| She no give me no problem, no headache, no, a so
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| Me love her so, she easy and when she move wydow
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| No other gal can match thee flow
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| She no care bout' thee, he said, she say, him say this, no
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| Baby girl, just let it go, and when morning time come
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| And me have fe go a work, jah-no, me nah want fe go
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| Yeah, that’s how she got me, lovin' of thee morning bride
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| Ehh, yeah, I saw she lovely, you know she make me feel alright
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| Ehh, yeah, that’s how she got me
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| Lovin' of thee morning bride
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| Ehh, yeah, I saw she lovely
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| I gon' give it to my girl tonight
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| Ooh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah
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| Every time you come around my body free fallin'
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| Ohh, what a feelin', yeah
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| Anytime you not around
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| (What's up?)
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| Me hear your body callin'
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| Hey, my boo, cooler than a cup of ice
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| Sexy mama lookin' hotter than a cajun spice
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| Fly, dressed up nice and ready to entice
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| Sweeter than a apple pie, «Can I have a slice»?
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| My baby, fine lookin' badder than a super model
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| Nice curves, body shaped like a sprite bottle
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| Down for me, baby, ready to ride
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| No matter the situation boo right by my side
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| A ride or die chick with some thighs that’s thick
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| I must admit that lil' mama got a playa soo whipped
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| I’m head over heels, I love the way you make me feel
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| Still got you on my team 'cause you, ooh, so real
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| You sexy as you wanna be, pretty as I’ve ever seen
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| Down with me since you was young and green
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| A dime piece, classic, straight out the hood
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| Parlay with my lady 'cause you make me feel, ooh, so good
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| Ooh, what a feelin', yeah
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| Every time you come around my body free fallin'
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| Ohh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah
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| Anytime you not around, me hear your body callin' |