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i peep somethin comin towards me on the dance floor
sexy and real slow (hey)
sayin she was peepin and i dig the last video
so when nelly can we go?
how could i tell her no
her measurements was 36 25 34 {feel it
i like the way you brush your hair
and i like those stylish clothes you wear
i like the way the light hit the ice and glare
and i can see you boo from way over there

if you wanna go and take a ride wit me
we're 3-wheelin in the 4 with the gold d's
oh why do i live this way
(hey) (must be the money)
if you wanna go and get high wit me
smoke an L in the back of the benzie
oh why must i feel this way
(hey) (must be the money)

face a body front and back, don't know how to act
without the vouchers on the boots shes bringing nothin back
you should feel the impact shop on plastic where the sky's is the limit
and them haters can't get past that
watch me as i gas that four dot six range
watch the candy-paint change every time i switch lanes
it feels strange now
makin a livin off my brain instead of caine now
i got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
damn shit done changed now
running credit checks with no shame now
i feel the fame now come on
i can't complain no more
shit i'm the man now
in and outta my own town
(i'm getting pages) out of new jersey from courtney b
tellin me about a party up in n y c
and can i make it damn right
i'll be on the next flight
payin cash first class sittin next to vanna white

if you wanna go and take a ride wit me
we're 3-wheelin in the 4 with the gold d's
oh why do i live this way
(hey) (must be the money)
if you wanna go and get high wit me
smoke an L in the back of the benzie
oh why must i feel this way
(hey) (must be the money)


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