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    Yeah... Ladies... it's one for ya
    Huh, I'm a let you know what's good
    Hold the groupies for a minute man, just for a minute

    [Verse 1:]
    They say for better or for worse right
    We in the bed I'm gettin', up on the first night
    We gettin' better to it letter to that first fight
    I fill your head up with some game that you work right
    Ma try and catch a plank off the last flight
    Where I'm at, hidin' evidence from the past night
    Tell groupie chicks y'all can't stay wifey's comin' through the front
    Send them through the back way yeah
    Uh who you tellin' when I'm lackin' in fact
    You the only chick, bendin' over backwards for Black
    You the only chick, not tryin' grab all my stacks
    of the cash in a stash I got up under the mattress
    Match this, couldn't find another to match with Accent
    As phat, fire like matches Huh
    You got the goods packed and exact, (yeah)
    You got them hood rats lookin' mad cool

    [Chorus: x2]
    Girl I wish I could spend all of my time wit you, you, you
    Real love
    Can't wait to be in love...I need a...you
    Girl you know
    Girl I wish I could spend all of my time wit you, you, you
    Yeah, yeah
    Can't wait to be in love...I'm so in to you, girl you know

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    Huh, never seen, that's how it's made y'all
    Put down the pimp cup for a minute (for a minute)

    [Verse 2:]
    Yeah she hot but I still gotta watch 'em
    Watch if she not bout to hop outta pocket - nope
    She get mad like "Why you can't stop and drop
    them flock o' hoes I know that you got 'em nigga"
    What, what all in my conscience
    Tryin' to be faithful like the song Com would sing
    When she argue it's time to leave
    Make up bout her next week now it's time to skeet
    Gone, now we found a peace for now at least
    Round trip tickets go and lie on a beach
    I'ma go get the room I'ma find a suite
    Keep it locked down like I can't find the key
    It's me and my Bonnie and Clyde
    In the fast lane pullin' off hard till the tires screech
    Jump the broom that's a giant leap that I ain't ready for
    Let's just chill to the time o' breeze cool

    [Chorus]

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