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    Haters talking that woo-woo-woo
    All day crying like boo-hoo-hoo
    Niggas wanna eat up on my coo-coo-coo
    Wanna skip to my lube, to my lu-lu-lube
    Ugh, you bitches ain't got the nerve
    All I ever do is clock and serve
    See me in the street and you guess the curve
    Bitch, that's the word, uh

    They like the way I look, they like the way I work
    They like the way my pussy is peaking out my skirt
    They like the way I grind, they like the way I talk
    They like the way I swallow an eleven inch

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    Daddy's wanna cuff me, they say they wanna fuck me
    The fans, they say I'm lucky
    From L.A. To Kentucky
    Google, you can search it
    You, you can watch me work it
    I flipped it and reversed it

    I think I'm perfect (ooh, yeah)
    I think I'm perfect
    I think I'm perfect (uh-huh)
    I think I'm perfect (bitch)
    I think I'm perfect
    Perfect, perfect

    I think I'm perfect
    Perfect, perfect
    I think I'm perfect
    Perfect, perfect
    I think I'm perfect
    Perfect, perfect
    I think I'm perfect

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