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    Dago, wop, guinea, garlic-breath
    Pizza-slingin', spaghetti bending
    Vic Damone, Perry Como, Luciano Pavarotti
    Sole Mio, non-singing motherfucker
    Pino
    You gold teeth gold chain wearing
    Fried chicken and biscuit eating
    Monkey, ape, baboon, big thigh
    Fast running, high-jumpin', spear chucking
    Three hundred and sixty degree basketball dunkin'
    Titsun spade Moulan Yan
    Take your fuckin' pizza-pizza
    And go the fuck back to Africa
    Mister Senor Love Daddy
    Yo! Hold up! Time out! Time out!
    Y'all take a chill!

    I met her on the F train, how ironic
    She laid eyes on me and I knew exactly what I wanted
    Wanted, Italian maybe Sicilian
    Body looking like she was Brazilian
    I said what's up, that was enough
    Called her name late went and picked her up (ay)
    Ooh, ooh, kill em' naw you ain't playin with em'
    Pops looking like you ain't going with em
    Naw not tonight

    I just wanna chill with the one you love
    Maybe one day me and her could fall in love
    I just wanna chill with the one you love
    Maybe one day me and her could fall in love
    She ain't your little girl no more

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    I don't understand that shit
    Can somebody please come and explain that shit
    'Cause it blows my mind, all this was way before my time
    Hit me with the slam, locked me out
    But his baby girl met me at the backdoor
    Oh, well

    I just wanna chill with the one you love
    Maybe one day me and her could fall in love
    I just wanna chill with the one you love
    Maybe one day me and her could fall in love
    She ain't your little girl no more

    Just take it easy
    Just slow down
    Just take it easy
    Just slow down
    Just take it easy
    Just slow down
    Just take it easy
    Just slow down
    Just take it easy
    Just slow down

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