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So So Def
This one of them ones, when the beat drop
The whole club is like
Uh uh uh, oh
Uh uh uh, oh
Uh uh uh, oh
Shawnna, what up?
I'll show you how to do this hoe
With a bucket, coach bag and a couple of gold
It's the bitch Def Jam got second to none
And it's a goddamn shame but your record is dumb
Oh, be easy, Shawnna stay breezy
Brought back breezy, pop that pussy
Got the game queasy, my flows is sick
And the H2 holla at me know that bitch
I'm hood, like a 50 pack of that fuzzy
See me whippin' through your city in that bubble eye Benz Bubby
Armani Exchange on my scully
Now I'm walkin' from the park, say yeah nigga, buy it from me
We in the VIP high and scummy
He got his eyes on my thighs and his mind wanna fuck with me
But see I know the thug niggas love me
So you can ride with the tide, niggas, I ain't got no time for me
Ooh baby, let me get that damn fine
Baby, I just wanna hit it one time
Ooh baby, back it up, get it out your mind
Baby, I'm not that ho
Ooh baby, I love it when the 20's on the ride
Baby, just let me whip it one time
Ooh baby, not mine, call me quarter to eight
Baby, you crazy, baby
We all up in the club like yeah
Spot Pat to the Mac, put that shit in the air
Fake shit in the black and Doug got a bear
Tip drinkin' the yak and Chris got the clear
Oh yeah, told you I'ma do this shit
When I hit the scene niggas scream, "You that bitch"
With that ass bustin' out the seam, ooh that's sick
And the red beam, let it aim through that shit
The gutter, in the Cadillac peanut butter
I got them 20's, every shorty in the hood wanna be a stunner
A different car fits a different summer
I got that itchy for the undercover, and then I'm burnin' rubber
The most wanted thug baby mother
And I'll be damned if I let a nigga claim he suck a, I ain't fuck her
You better keep your eyes open nigga
'Cause it ain't nothin' 'til that
Thing go blocka, blocka, blocka, woo!
Ooh baby, let me get that damn fine
Baby, I just wanna hit it one time
Ooh baby, back it up, get it out your mind
Baby, I'm not that ho
Ooh baby, I love it when the 20's on the ride
Baby, just let me whip it one time
Ooh baby, not mine, call me quarter to eight
Baby, you crazy, baby
I'll show you how to play with that game
Nigga's lookin' tight up in them baby fat jeans (Fo' sho')
Now they wanna see me shakin' that thang
And movin' to the music while I'm blazin' that Jane
I got that wang for you if you want it
Me and my boys in the 7-9 Chevy with them blades on it
This how the gutter sound, shit, don't it?
He actin' silly, he see me suckin' that lemon with the Rémy on it
I'm from the city where they get it goin'
I'm kinda thug and I be rockin' them ones with my fitted low and
I keep that goodie good steady blowin'
And in the hood, bet I be keepin' that wood and that paint glowin'
Oh, yeah I see that shit
Make a main bitch wanna leave that quick
Wanna get a bread winner, wanna G that six
With the top back, holla now, be that bitch, Shawnna!
Ooh baby, let me get that damn fine
Baby, I just wanna hit it one time
Ooh baby, back it up, get it out your mind
Baby, I'm not that ho (Oh yeah)
Ooh baby, I love it when the 20's on the ride
Baby, just let me whip it one time
Ooh baby, not mine, call me quarter to eight
Baby, you crazy, baby
Ooh baby, let me get that damn fine
Baby, I just wanna hit it one time
Ooh baby, back it up, get it out your mind
Baby, I'm not that ho
Ooh baby, I love it when the 20's on the ride
Baby, just let me whip it one time
Ooh baby, not mine, call me quarter to eight
Baby, you crazy, baby
Ooh baby
Baby
Ooh baby
Baby
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