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You know you do it, girl, you know you do it so well
So getcha freak on at the hotel
In my jeans, when you hit me on the phone cell
That pussy fire, no coochie hoe smell
You know you do it, girl, you know you do it so well
So getcha freak on at the hotel
There's no sign, but you’re mine, they can all tell
You got a shine like fine wine, lookin' so well

You know you got it girl, you know you got it good
If there's one thing that you know then that’s the one thing understood
The way you walk could give a gay man wood
You could take the whole world over, I know you would
Should
We get to know each other?
Got a sister? Got a brother?
What's the maiden name belonging to your mother?
Pertaining to your father, is he just like all the others, will I need a blessing from him ‘fore I take you under covers?
Or should I sneak around, undercover?
It really ain't a bother
I think it makes it a little funner
You're a diamond in the rough like nothing other than any of these other flubber wannabe mothers
I like you, regardless of your color
Cuz girl, it's every time I see you, you're an upper
I think that this is love, we'll discover
Or maybe just another dumb fling for the summer
Damn... it was good while it lasted
Remember all the times we got plastered
Cuz I don't... and baby don’t remind me, please, of the one time that I spilled that fine wine
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