Tom: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm a certified superfly,
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hair down, maniac, lunatic,
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and tell -a -lie, call -a
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Pop a green thumb, rap star, Coca -Cola,
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crystal meth, Oxycontin, and black tar
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Smooth talker, hard to fuck, good cook, good job,
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sexy ass, GQ, down a blast, down a squat
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Reckon they'll grow a backdrop,
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a pretty Ca dillac,
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grab the mic and bust around
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And got my money happy
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with the heat in my lap
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I fuck a nigga up with a ballpoint pen,
I keep my women happy,
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fuck them every now and again
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Ha ha, ooh wee,
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I'm standing on the world's largest capital P
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Ha ha ha, oh my god,
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I went to fuck it like a wild
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animal in the dark
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They said I couldn't do it,
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but I did it like why?
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What's up nigga, you know about us
Don't ever tell me what to do
or call yourself checkin' me
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You know I work for the killer whale,
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you just chickenin' at a sink
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You better check the oil in your car,
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remember who you talkin' to
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Don't let these fingernails fool you,
I'll break em all,
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takin' off on you
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Baby, do you know who I am?
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I know it's crazy,
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will you allow me to
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introduce myself to you?
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Ma 'am, lady, what's your name?
Well, do you live in Oowie?
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Can I offer you a stick of
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Wrigley Spearmint gum?
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And damn, baby,
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Baby, spend the night with me
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And then fool with you
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We don't have to take our
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clothes off to have fun
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Baby What's up, Quentin?
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Hey baby, I bet you I can put you to sleep
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She said, how?
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I said, take one more motherfuckin'
thing from me
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and step your ass in the street
I got bomb scrap
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Bap, bap, bing, bing
Why F .W .S .T. catch me?
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You know them kind of things
Hey, wait a minute,
where you going?
Slow down
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Look, I didn't mean to scare you,
I apologize
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Come here, sit down
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I'm just telling you my pedigree,
I keep it 100
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I watch myself because I'm
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talented and niggas want it
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I knock a bitch through a brick wall,
sound like a maggot
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Sugar -free to pimp, I'm on a stout,
keep it crackin'
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I'm trying to tell you
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something your mama forgot
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And you better take it with you, bitch,
until your cash get dropped
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You can stand up, ho,
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or fall down, bitch
Remember, bitches fuck for free,
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but prostitutes get ripped
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And if you catch a trick slipping,
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better take that
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That's just some extras
that your ass ain't gotta make back
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Just think about it,
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look at all them niggas you fuck
with for nothin'
Fuck some fool for a blunt,
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lil' square -ass punk
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Keep up the free -fuckin',
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all you opportunists
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Try that shit with me
and your ass'll be in a trauma unit
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Keep up the bad work
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Baby, do you know who I am?
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I know it's crazy,
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will you al low me to introduce
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myself to you?
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Man, lady, what's your name?
Where do you live?
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And ooh wee, can I offer you a stick?
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No, frankly, spare me, God
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And damn, baby,
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spend the night with me
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And then before we leave,
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we know how to take our
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clothes off to have fun
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Baby
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Now, baby,
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pussy don't button this dick, dude
I think somewhere along the line
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somebody tricked you
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But you gon' grow up
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and try to fuck up with the wrong nigga
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And think you wrong when he be genuine,
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so now drop your liver
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Bitch killer? Ain't no love, bitch
It take a certain type of woman
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to be fuckin' with this
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Chances are she had a hard
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life growing up
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Mama somewhere drunk,
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bending over, throwing up
She probably got molested
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by somebody in her family or something
And told her that she better
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never tell nobody nothing
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She held it in and let it happen,
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probably cry ing her sleep
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Cause I got plenty of them
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on my shoulder crying on me
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I learned that women don't forget
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about some shit like that
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You wonder why she's prostituting
and she cool with the fact
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A lot of these hoes got kids to feed
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And ain't nobody helping them out
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and they gon' get what
they need
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And wouldn't give a fuck less
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what you say about her
Just don't touch her or her money,
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ain't no play about her
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Cause she done been in cars and hotels
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for crazy trips
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Plus you know her job is dangerous,
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she's a crazy bitch
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Don't want me hanging
by the hose,
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she know what's up on the streets
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And I don't know about you,
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but that's the woman for me
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For real
Damn
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Baby, do you know who I am?
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And what's crazy,
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will you al low me to introduce
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myself to you?
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Ma 'am, lady,
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what's your name?
Where do you live?
And who's with you?
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Can I offer you a stick of
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Wrigley Spearmint?
Damn, and damn, baby, yeah,
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spend the night with me, oo h -wee,
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we don't have to take our clothes off to have fun
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Sugar, sugar, baby,
can't do nothin' with no square,
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man, period, you know
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My stomach start hurtin' when I'm around square bitches,
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you know what I mean?
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I will live till I die,
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my name is Sugar Free, man,
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I'm from the west side of Pobona,
man
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Yeah, man, we got my nigga
Chris
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right there behind the board,
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we got fingers up in here
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It's goin' down, man, you know
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And, uh, if it's good to you,
it must be good for you
And do what the mob say,
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do it
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