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So um ya gonna love with my clothes on
Baggy jeans head wrap rep my Nubians
Give u a lesson, in seduction
Laid back on the track, I'm a flow on
So um ya gonna love with my clothes on
Baggy jeans head wrap rep my Nubians
Give u a lesson, in seduction
Laid back on the track, I'm a flow on
So um

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You're damn right I'm a get it on
My prescriptions got em thinking I'm a lexicon I'm
Doing this for my Nubians and everyone
Full of self esteem and confidence and I
Don't have to take my clothes off
Attention seeking so boring it makes me doze off
rather be
Known for my skills cos Bey Knowles I'm Ill see da riddims they get killed
Fishy trout, if u doubt, then let me spell it out
Sick of talentless itches
With fake titties out
And it
Really is ridiculous u s p is lust they get around like a minibus
Peeps wanna uff in da club good
Heavens above Faith Evans gets no love but u
Love the way I ride it like vehicular
To tell u the truth my flow gets inna ya

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Verse:
Ain't no uffin wid my skills
The intrinsic recognise the real still
I feel I'm about to peel back the layers take it back to the essence when mc's were spitting stills
Ghetto blaster in the park no thrills
It's safe to make your way after dark moms chill
And we
Stayed kicking lyricals over the rainbow we dreaming miracles
Before the days of wardrobe malfunctions and
Sex tapes that get leaked in conjunction with
The release of a mixtape or single now
Super head, gold-digging chicks got Pinky rings too, and it
Smells like ewwwww
The pums is rotten like sour milk
U love da way I ride it like vehicular
To tell u da truth my flow gets inner yer

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Verse:
Fellas u ain't getting off
Easily u need to overs that u played your part
And showed us respect from da start not upholding this farce and
Degrading the art and ya
Quick to call em stupid though
Really? U still hit it so who really is the stupid? oh!
Talking bout her not being wifey when all the chicks u spit about don't look nothing like me u
Gave em the status a pimp raisin papers now
You're quick to berate us but
It could be your sister, your daughter, your aunty and nowadays a Cougar's ya mother
How would u feel if they buck up in a mirror you?
Do em a way now they crying like boo hoo?
Even covered up u love my vehicular
So tell the truth, my flow got inna ya!

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